We arrived at the club at 1730 so I could take over the watch at 1745. I was in dress blues. My wife wore a red shawl over a black sleeveless top and ...ull length black stretch pants. The three top buttons of her blouse were undone. You could just see the edges of a red lace bra that was holding her boobs together creating some beautiful cleavage that shook like a bowl Jell-O when she walked. The red shawl added minimally concealment.We found a table toward the back of the club in the gaming. In the laundry." Well thank God for dirty laundry!"She smoothed down the skirts' hem. "Even if it's not a real date, I thought giving Jimmy a little thrill is the least I can do to thank him for saving my ass."She surprised him by leaning against him. He surprised himself by reflexively raising his arm to accommodate her, looping it around her shoulders. She cleared her throat."I've missed you, Chet."He wasn't sure what to make of that. "Well that's, uh, sweet of you to say."Sensing frowned at. On a hot August night while her husband was giving a sermon while the Priest was away on church business, all she left was a note. She watched the Raleigh station slowly roll away from the window. The train sped through the night, making a few brief stops here and there. It held over in Washington DC for a while before taking off again for New York City.She stepped out onto 34th street and walked away from Penn Station. But she was no innocent lost girl with nowhere to go; her destination was. I lie down next to you and we hold each other for the moment…savoring our time together. I touch you…. The heat is radiating off you. I bend down and take a nipple into my mouth. You moan. I start licking my way down again….down ….down…I lightly lick your pussy. You want more as I lick on down to your knees…then your feet…down to your toes. As I suck on each toe you start moaning aloud. I work my way back up to your knees…behind them…the real tender spot. I work up… licking.