"Hey Mario, is dis da girl you been talking about?" asked the cook behindthe counter.Brenda noticed an alarming resemblance to Mario."Yeh, Sal, this i... Brenda, Brenda meet my cousin Sal, he owns this dump."No wonder they looked the alike, they were family.Brenda extended her hand and Sal shook it like he was shaking crumbs froma cloth."It's nice to meet you Sal," she said."Like wise Brenda, now I know why Mario was talking about youse all thetime, he has good taste."Brenda blushed, not at the. Wes then removed my panties and laid me back on the couch, diving in between my legs. His pussy eating skills were on a level as high as my husband's. Both of us now hot and ready, we did not make it to the bedroom. The first time we had sex was on his pool table and we stopped to hug and kiss as we passed by it. We did not make it any further. Wes lifted me up and sat me on the pool table and I laid back, my legs spread wide apart. His mouth and tongue found their target and he was making me. So shocked, management said we would not just be rewarded through our bonus scheme, but have also been forwarded a hundred pounds to celebrate tonight.As I said, I had toyed with getting an early train back south. But Monica had other ideas.Resting on my hotel bed texting John, I heard a knock. I was about to ask who it was when Monica let herself in. Her blonde hair flowed in locks as she stood in the doorway holding a bottle of champagne. Wearing a slim fitting trouser suit over an ivory. What makes you different?" I'm not," I said. "I want those things very badly. I just need to get rid of Becky's cheating ass so I can go find them."I heard Becky sigh when I said that, and realized that I had struck a nerve. She still wanted us back together badly. I couldn't figure out why though. Were suckers that hard to find?"Okay, we're not making any progress with this line of discussion, so why don't we just concede the seating arrangements, and talk," he said. "Mrs. Jennings why don't.