When I got back to the table I told the guys that I would need to get home after the meal as the k**s were home alone and although they are 15 and 13 ... don't like leaving them too late. The meal came to an end and I started to say my goodbyes when they all got up and said that they would not hear of me walking home alone and they would escort me. When we got home they said I had a lovely house and somehow I ended up inviting them in. After checking on the k**s I joined them in the living room. " Well, it ain't a much of a story." We've got time." Gordy came back, followed by a waiter with three large frosty glasses and three bottles."Down the hatch!"Charlie tipped his beer bottle, ignoring the glass, and started his tale. "OK. Here goes. I met this guy at a stock meetin' in Atlanta. He said he was recruitin' and needed someone in Australia."Well, I ain't never been in Australia, so he got my interest. He sounded like he were interesting in hirin' me, an asked if I had a passport. I. "Mmm... you're like a blanket."Shaun's deep rumble of laughter was a purr in my ear. Nibbling gently he worked down the curve of my neck, kissing a path to my shoulder. It was my turn to purr."Oh, no," he laughed, rolling off of me and giving my hip a playful slap. "You're not sidetracking me. It's Super Bowl: biggest day of the year for the bar. Get up!"I flashed him my sexiest pout and batted my eyelashes. "Come to bed?"Torn between a threatening scowl and a broad grin, Shaun tossed his. “No probs. All you Indian men are the same. You must have fantasized about a 10 minute session with me; Strip off, fondle, finger, insert, pump, ejaculate, roll over and snore” she spoke in a subdued tone. “No! I had fantasized about a full night, slow seduction, multiple shot session” I do not know what made me speak all this. I did not care about the ramifications of what I said. “What the “hell” are you talking about” she blurted.“Now you call it a “hell”, just give me a chance and I will.