Rachelle had giggled as I tickeled her and said; " Ok daddy I'll be there in a minute." I hear her go in the bathroom for a long time. I tell her to h...rry up, her food is getting cold. She comes out and we sit down to eat. I can smell the sex on her from the night before, but I don't think she realises it as she is not used to the fact that there are certain smells you get after sex. We are sitting there eating and I am kinda holding most of the conversation, and she is not eating much of her. “I take it that you have done quite a lot of it?”He nodded. “I was a professional footballer year’s back and I had lots of girls throwing themselves at me. I soon got tired of it though. Single girls were looking for long-term relationships and I wasn’t ready yet so I started to concentrate on married women. It was much safer. They just wanted a good time without the emotional hassle and that suited me down to the round. I discovered though that many of them had their husband’s consent and that. I kind of thought I was getting a dayoff worrying about all this stuff."So what do you say fag? You want to test out my nickname?" You're serious right?" I askedHe smiled, sensing I was on the verge of agreeing to it."Fuck yeah man. Listen, i'm gonna go to the bathrooms and go in the farend cubicle. Finish that drink then follow me there". He disappeared off,without waiting for me to answer.Rich returned with a fresh drink. "Oh, sorry man, I didn't know you werealmost done" he said, seeing. I moaned as he started playing with them, stroking gently in big circles, petting with his fingertips. He touched my erect nipples and I gasped; he started squeezing them gently and I bit my lip to keep from screaming. I love having my nipples pinched and he was doing it just right! I moaned softly as he spread his fingers wide and took each breast in his hands; he squeezed gently and then moved his body still further up. I felt the head of his cock bouncing between my breasts as I writhed.