I could see her nipples were hard with anticipation of her date.When the doorbell rang I went to open. I let Ronnie in.He introduced himself and shook...my hand as he smiled.The black guy looked shocked at my bluntness, when I said that I knew he was here to fuck my wife’s ass…When he saw Ana there, he got a giant smile on his face. He stepped out to greet her. I left them there and went to the kitchen.From there I saw Ronnie standing up and unbuckling his belt. I noticed his massive hard black. " I'm surprised I don't see people having sex on the tables," Evan replied."That's for later," Pam laughed. "It's still too early for that."Betty, their server, a pretty petite blonde dressed in little more than a collar, thigh high boots and a thong, soon brought them their drinks. After another joy-filled reunion Betty congratulated the three on their upcoming deliveries. It was true: Roberto had told everybody.The music was pretty much what one would expect in any normal dance club, right. “Twenty-two,” she said. “You?”“Twenty.”“And this is your house?” she asked. “Damn. I’m traveling in the wrong circles!”“If you’re done flirting, Carla,” Dustin said with a laugh, “I do need you to do your job.”She got up and used the towel to dry off the water droplets and then dressed.“Inheritance?” she asked.“Nope. My dad and I bought it together. I own half the house. I made quite a bit of money from a computer software business that I started in High School and sold recently. I’m renting. A sinking feel, very real and very painful, welled in his stomach. He clasped his hand over his mouth, his cheeks reddening, and held his breath until the warmness subsided."Look!" hissed Jim, holding up his hand. "He has no idea who's in here holding his wife... it could be Chuck and his dealer friends, or a bunch of ladies at a lunch club. He's just guessing, he doesn't know. All we can do is fake him out. Just lay low," he gestured with his hands.A delicate hand reached up to punch out the.