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MISSING MARKET HARBOROUGH
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MISSING MARKET HARBOROUGH Market Harborough, Leicestershire:  The Three Swans Hotel, Market Harborough:  Market Harborough is a thriving market town in Leicestershire. It’s about an hour’s train journey from where I live and it’s very near a motorway. The town was particularly well located for regular romantic trysts with Sophie who always drove there from the south coast. Usually every month, we always met up at The Three Swans Hotel on a Saturday and stay overnight. I would always arrive first. I’d check in at the hotel, go to the bedroom, have a bath and get changed. I would also prepare the room for the evening ahead; this involved dim lighting, curtains closed, joints rolled, a towel placed on the bed, and Japanese bondage rope tied to the bedposts - Sophie liked being tied up! About an hour after I arrived, Sophie would call me to say she’s in the hotel’s car park. I would go outside and greet her and take her bag to the bedroom. We would then go to the hotel bar and order a bottle of rosé wine - I’d prefer dry white wine but Sophie preferred her wine sweeter. If the weather was good, we’d take our wine and sit outside in the hotel’s courtyard. The conversation would always start with Sophie telling me what’s happened with her work, what’s happened with her friends, what’s happened with her two teenage daughters and usually what’s not happened with her husband. This would take quite some time - Sophie would always digress. Invariably a second bottle of wine would be ordered at the bar before I could tell Sophie what’s happened with my life. We would be getting a little tipsy by now. Sophie. with her handbag, would go back into the hotel, presumably to the ladies’ toilets. On her return, she would give a knowing smile. I knew then she had taken her panties off. That was always the cue for me to drop a cigarette on the floor to have a look at her trimmed pussy under her dress - she always wore a dress! Our conversation would become more sexualised. As she wouldn’t let me touch her in the courtyard, I would repeatedly plead that we should retire to the bedroom. Eventually Sophie would succumb. On entering the bedroom, I would start to kiss her and gently take her clothes off - okay, I wasn’t always gentle in removing her clothes. I was turned on and she had a gorgeous body. I’d lead Sophie to the bed and lie her down so that I could tie up her wrists and ankles with the rope to the bedposts. Then I’d take my clothes off; I’d like to say I seductively removed my clothes but it was more of a clumsy, rushed strip. On getting naked I would then often give Sophie a teasing massage, starting with her feet. She would get impatient after a while and asked to kiss my cock and balls. She knew that I very much like my balls being kissed, licked and sucked. I always relented and teasingly placed my cock near her mouth for her to play with me. Now highly aroused, I would want to kiss, lick and suck her clit. She had a gorgeous clit. I would often stop to look at Sophie’s face and to kiss her mouth, and then I’d go back to lick her very wet pussy - thank goodness for the towel! Sophie would ask for my cock to go inside her pussy. I would tease her by kissing, licking and sucking her clit more. Then I would get up to untie the rope around her hands and feet and get on top of her whilst gradually touching her pussy with my cock and balls. My cock, now very hard, would slide in; it was always a magical fit inside her pussy. I would start slow and get faster with the thrusts of my cock while looking at her and telling how gorgeous she is. Sophie’s face would start to orgasm and I would feel my cock getting very deep inside her pussy. We would often orgasm together. On recovering, we would get up and get changed to go to the hotel’s restaurant. After our meal, we’d go back to the bedroom and have sex again. But this time when I licked her pussy I would also taste my spunk. I love sloppy seconds! We would fall asleep and in the morning we’d have sex again, usually lazy spooning. We’d shower before going to breakfast. After breakfast, we’d pack our things in the bedroom and put them in her car. We’d then take a walk along Market Harborough’s High Street, buy a newspaper and go for coffee at Caffè Nero. After coffee, we’d stroll back to the car and Sophie would give me a lift to the train station. Our goodbyes were brief, almost perfunctory; there was always another time for another tryst, or that’s what I thought after each time we met up. How I miss Market Harborough now! Have you been involved or are you involved in a tryst? If involved in a tryst, did you or do you have a favourite place to meet up? Also, if involved, did the trysts have a routine? Sophie is not her real name but she looks like Sophie Raworth, a BBC newsreader. We haven’t met up for several years. I have greatly missed my trysts with Sophie, the conversation and the sex. She was one of my best friends and lovers. Using the past tense makes me very sad! hotel reception:  hotel bedroom:  hotel bar:  hotel courtyard:  hotel restaurant:  hotel breakfast room:  |
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Though neither of us ended things, probably because we both didn’t want to, neither of us re-started things probably because of changed circumstances. I’m still tempted to contact her. 
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never been in a tryst!
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I agree a Very hot read! That place look awesome!
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I've had a couple of occasions where I met someone at a halfway point and we stayed in a hotel - but definitely nothing as romantic as you're describing! Nice to make every get-together a special occasion...  
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Looks like a very nice place for a nice time all around.
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At least you have the memories of it. Not a town I know though (never really was my part of the country), but I suspect I, too, would have appreciated your "Sophie".
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Sounds like a wonderful Saturday for the both of you. You will always have those wonderful memories with Sophie. I can see why you miss the MARKET HARBOROUGH it looks like a wonderful place to spend some time at.. Thanks for sharing them with me as they really heated up my afternoon. I have never had a tryst with anyone. I hope you enjoy a wonderful weekend.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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If involved in a tryst, did you or do you have a favourite place to meet up? We do, depending on which we do Also, if involved, did the trysts have a routine? We did until this virus thing, looking forward to returning to normal
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I've been to Hinkley and Donnington Park near Leicester but never visited Market Harborough. I got to know a lady that lived in Manchester (a stones throw from the Etihad stadium) and we both travelled by train and met at a bed & breakfast in Bath (the city of course) as it was almost a half-way point. We stayed for a weekend of fun and frolics but the distance was the problem for both of us. 
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What a beautiful location!
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Trysts are great, especially in hotels where there's no cleaning up to do!
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never been in a tryst!
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I agree a Very hot read! That place look awesome!
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I've had a couple of occasions where I met someone at a halfway point and we stayed in a hotel - but definitely nothing as romantic as you're describing! Nice to make every get-together a special occasion...
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Looks like a very nice place for a nice time all around.
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At least you have the memories of it. Not a town I know though (never really was my part of the country), but I suspect I, too, would have appreciated your "Sophie". I do have the memories, you're right, but are memories just for old people like me?!
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Sounds like a wonderful Saturday for the both of you. You will always have those wonderful memories with Sophie. I can see why you miss the MARKET HARBOROUGH it looks like a wonderful place to spend some time at.. Thanks for sharing them with me as they really heated up my afternoon. I have never had a tryst with anyone. I hope you enjoy a wonderful weekend..
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She's not got in touch with me; I've not got in touch with her. Unless its a merry dance, its the past, isn't it?!
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If involved in a tryst, did you or do you have a favourite place to meet up? We do, depending on which we do Also, if involved, did the trysts have a routine? We did until this virus thing, looking forward to returning to normal Hopefully, your trysts can resume very soon.
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I've been to Hinkley and Donnington Park near Leicester but never visited Market Harborough. I got to know a lady that lived in Manchester (a stones throw from the Etihad stadium) and we both travelled by train and met at a bed & breakfast in Bath (the city of course) as it was almost a half-way point. We stayed for a weekend of fun and frolics but the distance was the problem for both of us.
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What a beautiful location!
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1. Yes. 2. Not really. 3. Not really, either. I've never been to Market Harborough McP, looks like a nice town.
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1. Yes. 2. Not really. 3. Not really, either. I've never been to Market Harborough McP, looks like a nice town.
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Well, THAT sounds like quite the adventure! ❗ ❗ 😎 I've never been with another man's woman, where there was as much fire 🔥 as you describe. Now my girlfriend — that's a completely different story. 🥂👍 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Well, THAT sounds like quite the adventure! ❗ ❗ 😎 I've never been with another man's woman, where there was as much fire 🔥 as you describe. Now my girlfriend — that's a completely different story. 🥂👍
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