As she struggled to get up before Ted came into the reception area, Robert kept one hand on her waist holding her in place.“Why Tamina, if you wante... me to spank you, all you would have to do is ask.” he teased as he tapped her arse gently, and then moved her skirt up to see the underwear she was wearing. “I was right... you are wearing a green thong and a white garter belt. Tell me what colored bra you're wearing and I will let you up.”Not wanting to get caught in a compromising position by. I entered the small cafe, turning a few heads, but after a quick scan I knew he wasn't here yet. I sat down, ordered a latte and tryed to ignore the ominous voice that was telling me I was stupid to even come here. As soon as he arrived I knew who he was. Christian Knight was tall, around 6'2 and he had an atheletic, muscular frame. He had olive toned skin, beautiful features and exquisite grey-green eyes. His hair was black, streaked with only a hint of silver, just hinting at an older age. Although Christine had told her that Amy was the "other girl" Alan was still dating, that didn't dent her optimism about Christine and Alan very much, or even at all.Olga's words inspired Susan to also think magical, happy thoughts, but in a very different way. Suddenly, she had a vivid vision of herself in the very hospital room she was actually in, crawling on her hands and knees towards her son's turgid erection. She imagined herself thinking, "Son, is that true? Do you like kissing. As I let my mind wander I looked up towards the front door just in time to see the most glamorous, sexual, beautiful woman I had ever seen walk through and past the bar taking the glances of all the men with her as they stopped their idle flirting with the younger air heads at their sides, just to catch a glance at this goddess of a woman. As she reached the table behind me, my question was answered....that's who the final glass was for I thought as she pulled up her chair after exchanging.