“You’re cute”, she added.I still couldn’t figure out who was with her, and she saw my confusion and smiled.“So, you are trying to figure out...who is accompanying me?, may be it’s my husband?”, She was teasing me because she knew I had no idea who the fuck she was with.I looked at the beer mug next to hers and noticed a subtle trace of lipstick on the edges. It was definitely a lady, accompanying her! I got that and smiled to her.“I am sure you’re here with the lady and I can bet”, I said gaining. She moved a leg up one step which spread her legs for him. This was perfect. He could see his hands all over her ass and pussy. He played with her clit before he found her cunt hole. As he circled the cunt, his other hand found her ass hole and circled it. Soon he had fingers in her ass and cunt and was finger fucking her hard. He felt her cum several times. This lady was a hot piece of ass and he could tell she loved to fuck. After letting her cum a couple more times he pulled her off the. She could communicate nearly on Rachel’s level as far as cultural things were considered. Sandra was outgoing and Rachel began to come out of her shell in her presence. Rachel had spent many years at university and had rarely met someone she was more comfortable with than Sandra. As they talked, they found out that each had married because it was convenient not because they loved their husband. “Better to marry a nice guy than go out with idiots”, Sandra used to say.Then one day, after a. . Ah ... nope. Wrong license ... Australia ... but I could Delta to Milwaukee. I’d have to change planes at The Hub but that seemed a minuscule difficulty.Then I discovered that The Hub is Minneapolis St. Paul ... Minnesota. Or Atlanta ... Georgia. Just how far out of the way was I willing to put up with?According to one passport, I was Commonwealth ... the other was US. Dual citizenship ... born in the USA ... hadn’t been in the continental United States in 12 years.And suddenly ... I.