.The more time Kendall and I spent with each other, the longer our list of discovered mutual interests grew. Much of that came from being avid readers... and we had long enjoyable conversations about books we had both read. I still teased her occasionally about her covert love of romance novels, which after a few blushing episodes she learned to take with good grace.And the sex was ... spectacular. Her body was magnificent, inside and out. She had the tightest pussy I'd ever felt, and she was. “Good people” she calls them; this either as our Life1 or Life2 (see below) friends.Hopping into a cab I noticed a certain look in her eye. The kind of look that a confident sexy woman has when she has just spotted someone who has piqued her interest and whom she is certain she wants and will meet again…in a more relaxed intimate setting. Seeing my knowing expression she shot me one of her radiant smiles and just said “this will be fun”. I let it go at that, knowing soon enough I’ll know. The second we got through the door she was on me. I was pushed up against the door with my hands pinned up at about my head height. We stood there for what seemed like a few seconds it was probably more like 5 minutes before she moved her hand down my side. She put her hand on my stomach and slowly slid it down into my pants. I felt her grip my cock and start to rub it but with my pants still on, she couldn’t do much.As if reading my thoughts, she moved her hand back out and undid my pants. When John put in the order of two beers, and two bottles of water.The woman standing behind said, “Make that three beers Harry. I’m paying!”“Okay, Margaret!” Margaret put a $10 bill on the table.“Hi, Margaret!” John called out.“John. I was dreaming of you last night.” Margaret laughed.“Was it a nice dream?” John took a sip of beer.“I dreamed you ran off with me and made me incredibly wealthy.” Margaret gushed.John looked at Jenny and mouthed ‘I love you’ then turned to Margaret, “Are you sure.