So the following Monday we received a response from a guy that was going to be in town the following week for business. He invited us for dinner and w... thought why not. So this guy Bob was from Seattle and would get to the Bay area once a month or so. We met him on Tuesday night. So my wife wore a dress and one of her anklets. We met Bob for dinner at a SOMA restaurant. Bob was 60sh good looking 6-1 or so and in decent shape. We suspected he was married and we were right. He came clean at. Normally a stack of selecting dishes and a new vial of stem cells supplied by PLATO was set up by the technicians just before they left for the day. Cells would automatically be deposited in the growth medium as the dishes made their slow trip through the growth chamber. Then in the morning, processed dishes containing completed cells were transferred via an enclosed metal conveyer belt into PLATO’s habitat where he would oversee the process of absorbing them into himself. The empty dishes. I hesitated, but without looking him in the face I went into that booth and dropped to my knees in front of him. Know what, that sum bitch had the audacity to tease me wiping it across my face and pulling away, he had an evil grin looking down savoring my growing lust. "Lick it' he said in a husky voice, and my tongue seemed to leap out and move on the underside of his penis. His grin got bigger and I slowly licked it again, an again, then he pushed forward slightly and I tried to take. My delicate features were now framed by wavy hair, golden as the sun. He tugged at my hand, pulling me on across the bridge and into the gazebo. "I couldn't think of a more beautiful place on this earth and to have you here in my favorite spot only makes it better." His words, spoken almost as a sigh.I wanted to run from him but something was holding me fast, he looked down at me and gently took my chin in his large hand. Slowly, as if guided by an unseen hand, he lowered his face to mine where.