She pushed that hand away, her loud 'Cut it out!' silent as always. He faded and she drifted off to sleep, but it seemed that only minutes later he wa... back, moving in clumsily with his face, trying to kiss her, while his arm behind her waist pressed their bodies together. She wriggled free and slept once more. But he kept coming back to her in her sleep, groping, pressing, humping against her. She noticed with dismay that his stiff cock was now sticking out of his jeans as he pressed it. "I don't want this to be over", he said shakily. Gently, I disengaged and said, "Let's go back over to the bed. You can give me a turn." He was still kind of in a daze, so I guided him over, getting him to lay on his side, and I lay down next to him, facing the opposite way. His dick was beginning to soften, but I took it back in my mouth and quickly worked it back to full attention. In a few moments, Mike took the cue and reached over for me, duplicating what I had done for him... slowly,. Before that thought got carried away she mentally added, or her date. Dancing with him was fun, she noted. It did not feel like a mating dance. She smiled at her sudden insight. Allen and Edie tried ridiculous dance moves on each other and laughed and clowned their way through a long number. When the music paused Edie’s date took her hand and danced with her. Allen waved at both girls and retreated to the bar. While he waited for the bartender it occurred to Allen that he was done for the. He worked more than any two of my other employees did combined.It took little time before I arrived at Le Entree since there was almost no other traffic. Walking in the door, I was greeted by Hank. He was a heavy set man, around my age, and was also the chief cook, bottle washer, janitor, cashier, and server. He was the owner, naturally, for those who don't understand the amount of work and dedication involved in owning a restaurant."Evening, Art!" Hank pleasantly greeted me with. Approaching.