He knew that Ann loved to give him blow jobs and the more risqué the better. Hell, she had even given him a blow job once when he was barreling down ...he highway at 70 mph in broad daylight.He tried to subtly move to make it easier for her to get his zipper down without causing attention to himself. He knew if they got caught, they would be in a lot of trouble, but their table was in the back of the restaurant and there was no one around them. He would just have to remember not to let out his. ”Linda raised an eyebrow at my suggestive comment - she had spent the morning getting serviced by our lovely guest Emily, and had then had a little self-pleasure session as well (at my instigation) - and to be honest, I was feeling a little left out. My wife’d had far more sex than I had over the last 24 hours - which is really saying something!Linda was wearing a robe over a black slip. The slip itself wasn’t exactly appropriate to be wearing outside of the bedroom - it was a lacy number and. ”“Thanks man, you got any?”“No. I don’t, not yet anyway.” Terrance sat there looking at me, nodding his head. “I got some ideas.”His confidence and evident interest in me was getting me aroused. “I bet you do. Care to tell me?”“Maybe later, got to get to know you a little better. You come here alone?”“No, with my partner. He’s over there somewhere fucking an ex.”Terrance looked surprised. “So y’all open? “I’m not sure I’d want to share your ass,” he said, laughing, inviting me to tip his beer,. O.b. we call a pres..." Enough!" snapped the madam. "Rebecca, you know I will not tolerate that sort of talk! And in particular you know how much I abominate the use of the 'C' word!"Rebecca bit her tongue and muttered an apology which the madam gracefully accepted."I doubt we'll be working tonight ladies. But should the British remain in our fair capital we may be obliged to open our doors tomorrow under what could be trying circumstances. I suggest you return to your rooms, freshen up then.