Have your fucking fifty thousand dollar car run your fucking business for you. Good day, Ladies."I got up and walked out of the restaurant. There was ... taxi sitting at the entrance that I waved down, got in, and made his day to get a fare back to Miami where I had him drop me at a car dealership. It was a Chevy dealership, so I ended up with a five year old Impala for under ten grand. It didn't take that long to get everything done. They argued with me over whether or not I could pay cash or if. I just fell on her chest and started kissing and sucking on her tits. She laughed while I did it and took my t-shirt off.I pushed her on to the bed and she fell with her back lying on the bed. I pounced on her and she pulled my pants down while I removed the remaining part of her saree. We got naked in no time. She held my cock with her hands and rubbed it on her pussy looking straight into my eyes.I couldn’t take that teasing. I just slid it inside her.She gasped and said, “Oh! Take it slow.. Dave had the urge to try something else. Not necessarily dump marriage entirely but get a taste of forbidden fruit. While on vacation south of the border he heard that the table dance clubs often do far more than dance. Dave grabbed a taxi and asked the driver for advice. He suggested a certain club that had a good reputation and the girls were hot. After going in, settling down with a beer, he could see the girls milling around. It was still half an hour until show time. His stomach was. " Nope, my mind was 275 years away." Huh?" I don't know what happened ... I wasn't happy with life. Pretty miserable, actually. I was mad at me for going ... I was mad at you for not stopping me FROM going. I was mad at Jake just for actually being there." He nuzzled her neck, "but mostly I was mad at Chessley for writing such a convincing story. AND then finding out it wasn't FICTION." I see," she said, and she did."My parents ... you know, I haven't thought about them for years ... my mother.