Jean-Luc watched intently as he adjusted the clearly erect penis under his trousers. He had moved his chair slightly so the table was no longer in the...way and he had a clear view of what was happening. Prârthâ guided the panties all the way down to the floor and then undid Beverly's shoes and she obligingly stepped out of them and her panties. Prârthâ then, lying on her belly it seemed, kissed the stocking covered feet, moving those kisses slowly up the stocking covered legs. She moved herself. I'm also not sure that my fantasy would work with a man, since men are so much stronger than women - tough ass, man-eating, female detectives excluded, of course." She gave me an openly teasing grin. "Okay, now it's my turn. What is your latest fantasy?"I felt the heat crawling up my neck. "Ah..." You're blushing again!" Gretchen crowed, a touch of wonder in her voice. "What fantasy could ever get you to do that? What is it? Tell me!"I mimicked her side-to-side glance, looking for people close. De Carlo.’ I puzzled at first who might leave a message for me. Tom had been sitting next to me until a few seconds ago, and any family or friends would have called his cell. Then I realized. This was from whoever was making out with me on the terrace. I looked round the room thinking that whoever it was must be watching me. The restaurant was busy with people taking breakfast. A few people seemed to notice that I was looking, and acknowledged me with a smile. The other guests; the waiters.. “Let it go for me, Daddy, I want to feel you squirt inside me again.”My world went dark as our bodies shook in orgasmic release. I collapsed on top of him and it took a full minute to catch our breaths. I loved feeling his hard body against mine. I hated to admit it, but I was going to miss him… miss this.“Now that we’re getting… closer… would you tell me about Liz?”“Ummm… what do you want to know?”“Since she started high school, she’s so secretive; she won’t open up to me or tell me anything.