I was still nervous dealing with men outside of the business world, especially if they were attractive. And Bruce had sounded attractive. While it was...just a voice, his husky tones had a rich masculine quality to them.I decided to pour a glass of wine, a nice sturdy red, as I looked over my appearance. I was still in my work clothes, a nice blouse with a pencil skirt, leggings and high-heels. My body was still quite nice at 33. I had large, full breasts that had yet to sag. My waist was still. A huge black cock sprang out and it was already hard.He did not even ask to get head; the lucky bastard went to his knees and sunk that huge hard bone all the way to his black balls. That lifted Anita’s ass up off the seat a little. Her nicely tanned legs wrapped around his back and he began hammering her like he had never had her pussy before. They fucked like that for about ten minutes, while Ana screamed loud like a bitch in heat. Peter then picked her up, holding my little wife in his. He insisted again "who?". I thought wow he's not gonna give up and well it's now or never, so I said "you".There was an moment of awkward silence. I kind of feel that was the answer he wanted to hear, but was shocked to actually hear the answer that it was him. He told me he was flattered, followed by some more awkward silence. We then talked a bit more, I don't remember what about because I was in shock I told him I wanted to sleep with him, plus the alcohol still had me feeling some type of. ” The younger sister teased. “Let’s get something to eat.”“You look good, Maddi.” Diana shared a rare compliment as she soaked in the dark, romantic atmosphere of the modest restaurant. The sisters sat at a corner table that seemed too small.“Thank you,” Maddi replied under her breath. The reply was kneejerk; it startled her that it came out so lovely. Diana didn’t deserve it, Maddi reasoned.“I should thank you, Maddi.” Diana sighed. With a flimsy fork of tarnished chrome, she poked at the next.