She always had thought he was even interested in her. After a second round of margaritas, Jerome was telling some stories about fishing, when his righ... hand landed on Ana’s right knee and did not move. Then, as he was still talking to us, his hand started to move up the inside of her leg, right behind her skirt.From then on Ana never looked at me. She and Jerome moved onto the couch, right in front of me. My sweet wife opened her legs for the arrival of Jerome’s fingers in her cunt and smiled. She noticed that they were speaking Dutch amongst themselves but English to the other waitress.She kept pouring coffees and serving food. One dish was for his table. "Who gets the salmon baguette?" she asked. "That would be me," a dark voice said. It was the man to her left. They looked at each other for a second, a smile on their lips. As she was walking away she wandered why he looked so familiar. Those features... "Well," she thought "there are so many guests here every night, maybe he was. The car is hot and my legs are sticking slightly on the black leather seat, it smells like the hot summer day that it is, and my arm is resting on the hot surface of the passenger door enjoying the breeze from the open window. There’s a tension in the air it’s a good sort of tension but it unnerves me slightly because I don’t understand it’s cause. We arrive at the precinct and it’s very busy with lots of shoppers, the women in short summer dresses baring nearly all, and their boyfriends. Mary is very plain and unfeminine, though the thought of her watching us sexually pleasure her boss is already a bonus turn on.Juliette is an absolute knockout, smooth ebony skin, stunning exotic features (we learnt later she was part Asian, part European), a beautifully groomed, very feminine, tall willowy blond, with shoulder length hair. Mid-thirties, dressed in an expensive white, designer brand two-piece outfit, heels and stockings.“You two boys have a reputation for being thick and hung,.