He'd read in the paper that a local high school baseball team was going to be playing for the state championship tomorrow. Perhaps this was the team?T...e brief cry of "Order Up!" ended his musings. He spun the metal wheel the waiters and waitresses clipped their orders to, and grabbed the tickets as they came around to his side of the window. All thoughts of the baseball team and his solution to his tomato problem vanished, as he began preparing another set of meals as rapidly as he could.A few. She is prim and proper, real marriage material. In fact, despite being a most beautiful woman, she was the first person to take interest in me when I joined the company. I couldn't believe it when she took the time to get to know me. I'm not ugly or lame in any sense but I'm a 7.5 at best and she is 9+. No one is the perfect 10, (Emma has a pointless tattoo on her wrist which looks like obscure barcode) But she is as close as you can get.Anyway Emma made me feel really special. I just wanted to. A large load of cum! "Never mind Young man, I think I'll let my date take care of getting me the cream I need. That will be all for now, thank you!" And dismissing him from the table, you reach down and proceed to stroke your fingers around my swollen lips as I pump furiously on the full length of your jerking cock. I can feel it swelling and pulsing in my mouth and throat, your cum getting ready to gush out in powerful spurts.Finally, not able to hold back any longer, you spread your hand on. You have anyone besides Van?” “No, and I’m not even sure I’ve got her. I feel a bit like a diversion or a form of therapy for her. She gets horny with stress. I’ve had too much to drink, I’m being indiscreet.” I touched her hand. “Let’s have a drink sometime?” “I thought we were having one now.” “Let’s have a date sometime? Is that clearer?” “Yes, and yes, let's.” We exchanged phone numbers.~~~Catherine called me the following day. “Were you serious about that drink?” I should never have.