“How about we have a steak at your restaurant tonight?”She nodded, “but I’ll need to go home and change.” He hailed a taxi and put her in it... after agreeing to meet her at the hotel at seven.He retraced his footsteps back to a shop where he had seen her looking at a fine white lace shawl and bought it.The doorbell rang at 7:05, he threw it open and stopped. She had changed into a scarlet sheath dress with a halter neck cut daringly low in the neckline. Her hair was brushed into a rope that hung. Wendy didn’t seem to notice as she ate and talked like she was telling a simple story about her day. “I started asking Rob all kinds of questions about sex, and girls, and boys. I knew from some of the conversations with his buddies that I had overheard, that he had sex with a few girl friends. I asked him what they were like and what their pussy’s looked like and tasted like. He laughed and said that every body was a bit different, then realized that I had asked about something I should not. They were out of the shirt she wanted, but there's always next time. Bowen hugged on Karole and was pretty "friendly" with his hands around her neck. I didn't mind, and she loved it, even blushing like a little school girl. Whatever it takes to make her happy, besides, even a road weary singer who has seen it all can appreciate a 35 yr old MILF! The band continued loading out while we headed to the bus with Bowen to catch up. The rain was still falling, so we quickly ran through the parking. She could hear the groans of the Boss and the fleshy flaps of her husband's cock skin as he jerked near by.The Boss raised his hips forcing more cock in, Stacey starting to gag her hands pushing his pelvis back."Mmg, mmmmm, mm yeah mmmm," he groaned. "Take it all the way down bitch." He turned to her hopeless partner." Keep jerking that cock boy, or I'll fucking choke her with this." And if to demonstrate he gripped her head firmly and pinching her nose pushed deeper. Stacey bucked the head on.