I heard her coming so I pretended I wasn't (I told her now haha), and she came in with shopping bags. She just said 'hey baby' like her bull wasn't ou... in the living room and kissed me. She showed me what she had bought (new clothes), to which I told her she looked amazing. She said it's getting hot out, then undressed in front of me and put on short shorts and a tanktop. She caught me staring and laughed (she'd been bent over with her bare ass facing right towards me), then came over and sat. He left.“I think he liked the show,” I said.“Shush.”We ate in silence, and Val kept her boobs on the table the whole time. Once or twice she looked a little blushed to me, but she kept at it. A different waiter passed the table and grabbed Val’s empty bottle. “Another?” She nodded.Our waitress brought back another bottle and fresh diet coke for me. We finished our meal in relative silence with no other visits from the staff. Our waitress came by as we were finishing off our drinks. “Will there. My initial surprise became total shock when I realized she was there to screw John Smith. My sister-in-law was a whore!?“Is that why you are here? To fuck John Smith?” She nodded, her cheeks were still pink with embarrassment. “Angela, you’re a whore?”Again she nodded but corrected me, “A working girl, not a whore.” I wanted to ask her what the fucking difference was but the terrified look in her eyes caused me to back off. She stepped through the bathroom door then with shaking hands peeled. I enjoyed secretly watching youbecome aroused as your mind drifted to naughtier things. I lookedat the waitress to see that she too appeared to be drawn to you,her body language, the way she was looking at you, suggested somesort of attraction. You ordered your food and I couldn’t helpnoticing that the waitresses arm gently brushed against your chestas she laid your plate in front of you. Throughout the meal Icould see her standing by the bar catching glances towards you,trying not to be.