It was a very rosy smell, very flowery. I passed out, falling to the floor. I woke up in bed. Craig must've helped bring me to my room. Only it wasn't...my room anymore. The walls were painted pink and white flowers outlined the room. The curtains were pink, my dressers were replaced, and there was even a vanity mirror and desk in the corner. My tv was missing. "Aww how cute" was my first thought, but I snapped out of it, "what's going on here? This isn't my room. Where am I?" I started to get up. It was dinner time on a Saturday. We spotted a bar in the middle of nowhere with a full parking lot and decided to pull in.We had great service and a great meal. It was more than halfway through our meal when I noticed him. He was working the dining room from table to table and certainly seemed like he was the manager or owner.I nudged Kelly. When she spotted him, her jaw hit the floor. At that moment I was willing to bet a paycheck that it was Gary.We had met Gary a couple of years before. After several minutes of this she pulled back and said she thought the lipstick was fine and needed to continue getting ready. What happened next I can't explain...Call it bravado, call it impulse, ravenous desire or possibly just confidence but in an instant I said to her, 'Oh no you don't!' With that I took her by the hand and into my bedroom. She giggled asking what I was up to and with that I gently pushed her onto her back on my bed. As she lay there her slip raised I could see the crotch. After the kiss was over, Madame patted his head and said a few flattering words to her lover.“So, wanna have some breakfast? I can see if it can be done for you”“No, thanks. I am not hungry now. Well, of food, I mean”Right after Vic saying that, he let his ‘morning wood’ visible through his shorts to Madame. The brunette wickedly smiled while seeing the state of her man’s cock.“Look at you! Seems your ‘little friend here’ is awake too!” said Madame as she touched and stroked his sexual organ.