I washed my hands and when an order came up I grabbed the order ticket and carried the tray with three plates to table twenty-seven. There I asked who...ordered what, and was able to give each plate to the right person. One of the other people at the table said, "I didn't think I wanted anything to eat, but could I get some of the tamales?"Using my pen, I wrote tamales and added "add on" and went back to the kitchen to hang the order on the wire with clothespins. I asked if I should get tamales. With a grunt from him and a gasp from myself, we parted, and he quickly disposed of the rubber as I stood up to bring us face to face. We kissed. A long, tender kiss of happiness and sated desire, before falling against each other, chins on shoulders and arms intertwined passionately.Ah, David, I’m sorry …I have cum all over your kitchen cupboards …I said, pointing to where trails of my thick CUM dribbled down the side of the bar, and pooled on the tiles. Easily cleaned, he declared. No worries. He had an unerring sense of style thatwas both blatantly sexual and breathtakingly feminine. Jean had never knownanyone who could see the possibilities of combining various elements of awardrobe into something fresh and new the way Jenn could.And Jenn was a real clothes' horse. In fact, he put to shame any othershopaholic female that Jean had ever known. Their closets were overflowing.It was as if, once his ability to wear the clothes he adored so much as ayoung boy and fledgling designer was. "I am sure as we go along, things will come out. Right now, I want to suck your cock."Meg stroked my dick for a while and told me she wanted a facial. It was an unusual request from Meg, but who was I to argue? I sat back and enjoyed a beautiful blowjob. When I was ready, I got off the sofa, and Meg knelt in front of me. She held her head back, opened her mouth, and put her tongue out. I exploded, and cum flew everywhere."Wow," Meg said, giggling, "Where did that lot come from?"Meg got a tissue.