People sitting nearby joined in our lively atmosphere. There were 2 or 3 other women in our group, but I was the one all the guys looked at and pai... attention too. LOL, yeah I know I must sound conceited, but it's true ...... : ) I was getting warm so I took off my blazer, and things got quiet suddenly. I turned to see them all looking at me. I guess they were expecting to see my boobs, LOL. I was having fun and feeling naughty and carefree, not being especially careful how I sat. I’m sure. "Noch auf der Party. Ich wusste nicht, was dir gehört."Sie grinst. Ihr Blick schweift durch meine spartanisch eingerichtete Wohnung. "Wohnst du allein?"Ich nicke. "Ja, wieso?"Sie zuckt mit den Achseln. "Sieht unpersönlich aus." Bin nicht oft da, muss ich zugeben," sage ich und trinke von meinem Kaffee.Sie schaut mich desinteressiert an. "Oft unterwegs?"Ich nicke. "Ja, sehr oft, Geschäftsreisen und so."Sie trinkt vom Kaffee und atmet durch. "Du siehst aus wie ein netter Kerl, aber ..."Ich grinse. This one was only two pages. And the prices? I knew that midtown Manhattan was expensive, but really! Caesar salad for $24? Onion soup for $19? And the only steak on the menu ran $46! In Matucket I could buy all three for $46! Only the knowledge that as far as Tolley was concerned it wasn’t even a rounding error let me order without worry. I went with all three, followed by cheesecake for another $16. That was over $100 per person, not including drinks.Back home, if I took Kelly out for a. Aman caught the sweat-soaked bra in his teeth and rubbed his face against my boobs, tickling my hard nipples. The rascal was enjoying his duty.When he dropped my bra on the floor, I slapped his balls hard and shouted, “Those are expensive you bastard! It’s not your whore mother’s cheap bra that she buys from the street. Pick it up with your mouth and put it on the table.”“Huhh! Sorry mistress. You’re right.”, he said. As Aman slept on the floor to pick the bra from his mouth, I rested my foot.