I started the engine and I checked on the rear mirror to see what was going on back there.Both of them were quiet; but soon Anita began moaning softly... as she was trying to muffle her sounds…I adjusted the rear mirror, but all I could see was the back of that nigger's head between my wife's thighs.Ana ordered me to hit the interstate, so I headed that way.As soon as I got there, my sensual babe climbed on Anson’s hard dick and started riding him. She still had her bikini top on.A while later I. "Anyway, it's her loss, isn't it?" Mandy continued. "You don't need to goaround avoiding her."Sam shrugged his shoulders."Wait! You weren't going to see Traviata were you? That's got lots ofdrinking and courtesans and picking up guys. She'd have loved that one. Tellme it wasn't La Traviata." It wasn't," Sam answered. He shifted slightly in his seat. "It wasFidelio."Mandy gaped at Sam. Then she began laughing again. Sam started to laugh aswell. They were wiping tears from their eyes."Fidelio!". She never looks back as i follow her closely she stops to get a drink from the fountain inbetween the womens right restroom entrance and the mens on the left. Quickly i take a look at the surroundings i see i have a quick chance to hide her the the mens room and without hesitation when she turned around bumping straight into me i pretend to hug her while grabbing her tightly moving quickly into the restroom and slide into the handicap toilet nearly being seen by the 2 men using the urinals. Irealise I should have tried to explain myself but by the time I got mythoughts together you'd gone. Yes I flinched because my head said I washugging a guy. Talk about your screwy mixed signals, but that onlylasted a second. Mainly it was because since my wife left and the way itall went down I haven't been close to anyone. Almost six years and itwas too much suddenly. Fear of what you and I being together meant thenand there and what it might mean. So you see while it was in part areaction to.