I enter the restaurant and the Maitre'd escorts me to your table. I'm about to sit across but shaking your head you pat your outer thigh. I slide in t...e booth and look at you with fire dancing in my eyes. You have a smug, almost arrogant smile on your face and drape your left arm over the back of the booth and rest it gently on my shoulder. You pull me near, closing our distance. We make small talk, the usual trappings of one's day and I feel your right hand slide up my inner thigh under the. And when I reciprocated with several blasts of warmish air up his own cute arse I thought he was going to cum way too early for my liking.I had to get him focussed on my need which happily was also his need...my arsehole would do fine for a stress relieving outlet...with his cock inlet.I was on the edge of my daughters springy double bed...she had this cute doona with love hearts all over it. All Matty noticed was my shaved love heart between my legs...pink and open...and a cute puckered. And, uh ... you've got a beautiful smile." With that, he put hisarms around me and I got the most wonderful hug. "I hope you'll wearthis perfume again," he added as I hugged him back.Mark pulled back a little to look down into my face. "See you soon?" Isimply nodded, and as I did I felt a tear start down my cheek. Withthat, he broke away and jogged off to find his car. When I could nolonger see him, I started walking back to our table in a complete daze.Even though he didn't exactly express. Mother needed an immediate surgery for a blockage in one of her corroded arteries, but she survived the operation and was all right when I had to leave. I remembered that SEPTA (South East Pennsylvania Trust Authority) had a bus that went out that way. I could be home before the Commercial bus arrived at the Philly bus depot. So my Duffel and I were settled on the Number 45 on it’s way to King of Prussia (the transfer point). I was sitting up front on one of the bench seats with my duffel on.