Then walked over to me and asked me if I wanted another drink before heading out. I said I was fine but didn’t move. I was sitting up on the barstoo... fumbling with the hem of my short dress and giving him my mystery smile. He probably read my mind because he moved in closer and put his lips on mine. It was a slow and long kiss, soft, quiet but full of great passion and energy.Th e Spanish guitar music was still playing softly , the street lights shone through the tall windows of the dark bar,. "She wound down when she managed to stay with his long-legged-pace long enough to see that there were tears in his eyes. "Slow down, Bill. I can't walk that fast."Madison, suddenly realizing that he was forcing her to almost run to stay with him, stopped. "I'm sorry, Kathy. I should never have said that. You have problems of your own. You don't need some old fart like me shedding his problems on you." 'Old fart?' If I remember correctly from your last birthday, you're forty-four years old. I. I pull my cock back from her face and saw the string of saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth. " Ready for a little Anal, Mina?" I whisper menacingly into her ear - chuckling to myself. I pull her up off her knees, grabbing her by the waist and bending her over my desk, knocking the breath out of her. Mina sees me grab a bottle out of my desk and feels something cool and wet dribble over her puckered ass. She moans " ooooh..aaaah " as I slid one of my coarse, thick fingers in her ass. Her breasts lifted. Her smile eased seductively, and her gaze touched her admirers each in turn. The excitement that she had felt knowing Cliff was watching Vivienne’s fondling caresses over her body returned to her now, only the effect was a hundred fold greater. She knew how she appeared to them. How her gown was molded to her body. How their eyes lingered upon her loins looking up into the virtual revelation of her Passion-Flower. And she read their pleasure, their fascination with her.