The tables had fine white linen table cloths that reached the floor on all sides. Everything was going well until the main course was served. When the...waitress left our table, I heard a noise that sounded like a shoe had hit a leg of our table.From under the table, I felt a bare female foot roughly push my knees apart. Once they were far enough away from each other, her foot went for her intended target. That foot began to gently massage my crotch while Bonnie's dark blue eyes stared into mine. It was superb. I cried in both pain and pleasure… He pumped just three times and I felt I was soaking wet. He kept moving back and forth over my body Burying his hard dick even deeper with every brutal stroke. Suddenly he decided to take off the cloth from my eyes; the first thing I knew, was that I was being fucked in my own bedroom; onto my own marital bed…I turned my head to see who was fucking me in such a brutal manner and then I got frozen when I saw it was Jose; our old Mexican. I’d only enjoyed myself at the gatherings and events we’d attended. As nervous as I always was upon arriving, by the time we left I was always relaxed, and often exhausted with pleasure. It wasn’t that we had sex, not that at all. In fact I’d never had intercourse at all, with anyone at the club, not even my husband. But there are many forms of erotic pleasure and my husband and I were eager to learn. Some unions had sex, of course, and I’d certainly witnessed a lot of it. But there were. “ Silence follows and then, “What exactly is wrong with your butt?”I close my eyes, thinking it will somehow make this whole thing disappear, and say, “I lost my vibrator in my ass. And it is still on.”Silence follows again. I hold my eyes tightly shut. Please say something, Mark, to break this deafening silence.Forcing myself to open my eyes, I see him staring at me and biting his lower lip. Oh my God! Is he seriously trying not to laugh right now? Dude, you are supposed to be a.