Occasionally, she would glance in my direction and when I caught her checking me out she used to look away. The awkward silence amidst the thunder lin...ered for a while.“Would u like to listen to some music?” I asked.“Sure” She replied.I put on my favorite English song’s CD. It had all the slow romantic numbers along with loads of music from Kenny G. I made some small talk while doing so. I caught her checking out my pants when I turned my gaze towards her. My pants had slipped a little lower. {Chuckle} I love you too, but can we keep it a secret? I don’t really think Mom will like this very much…” “Yeah, I think I can keep it a secret as long as we do this again whenever we want; Deal?”“It’s a deal. I love how you treat me, with respect, trust, and above all love, not any of my past boyfriends have shown that to me. Just keep going! We are not anywhere near done yet!!” I didn’t respond verbally but my cock to the notion as an accelerator and started back at its job. When I was going. Ok she said maybe when you put it like that. Then she asked, whatelse do you find sexy about me. At this stage my cock was rock hard, well it had been most of the day. I was worried if anything did happen would I be able not to cum before I got my shorts off. Putting that out of my mind I said, Angie you are a beautiful sexy woman. She blushed, saying, thanks for saying that, I'm glad someone finds me sexy, my husband seems to have lost interest in me. I thought I was getting old and ulgy. When. Lynne let me pop out of her mouth and looked up at me. ‘Please fuck me.’ She asked. I responded with a smile. I helped her up. As nimble as I could, I undid her jeans and slid them down to her knees. Lynne turned and supported herself against the back wall of the restaurant. Arching her back. ‘Please fuck me!’ she begged again as I admired her ass. I spread her soft silky marshmallow cheeks and rub my dick in her crack. Lynne was wearing a string thong. I easily pulled them aside and slid a.