“She wanted to….join in. I was telling her about our special dates we went on.” She paused to give me time to think back to those days. What won...erful fun we had. Then she continued “I hope you don’t mind. I know this is the few times we get to see each other, but she was just so eager. She already proved to me how badly she wanted to join us.” She ended with her sexy voice bringing thoughts to my mind. I look over an Vanessa, her hand already between her legs. A dark spot formed on her jeans. . making a lot of money ... would you tell Al?" Fuck, Jake. What kind of a question is that?" Yeah. Sorry. Maybe I should have turned it around. If Al made a bunch of money, would he tell you?" That isn't any better! Besides, don't you think that doesn't go through my mind every month. We live on Al's commissions. We live month to month. Some months are good and some aren't. We get by, but shit, it's tough some times. I'd hate to think Al would hold out on me." I think that's what's bugging me.. I slowly remove my clothes and position myself behind you; I bend down and extend my tongue, flicking your little rose bud. It clenches again and I hear you gasp. I lick around and around, slowly probing into your ass, your musky taste filling me. The heat from your pussy is building; the wetness is flowing freely as you become more and more aroused. I will only stimulate your asshole tonight; no other part of your body will feel my touch. I push my tongue deeper into you, fucking your ass. Really worked, didn’t it?”“The bartender is right. It is a lousy line. You should try something else.”“Like what? I mean, a guy can always use help with these things.”“It depends on the woman.”“What works on you?”“The direct approach. Something like ‘come back to my place for a while’.”“Want to come back to my place for a while?”“No, thanks. I am waiting for my husband.”“Nuts.”She tried not to giggle at my disappointment. I took another gulp of beer, dropped some money on the bar and left. As I.