She raised her eyebrows and flashed him an expectant glance.He smiled and placed one hand on the table as he glanced around in a feigned suspicious ma...ner. “This here is Springfield ... not many locals are going to bring an airport romance novel to a tavern.” “You got me there,” Andee said with a slight laugh at his comment. She gestured towards the chair across from her, inviting him to have a seat.She explained to her new acquaintance that she was in Springfield to attend a business seminar. "Stay there", he orders. You obey. He gabs his cock twisting and squeezing it over you until his last drops of cum drip down and you feel it slowly run between your breasts. "Ok now here is the plan", you tell him... you take up a position in the corridor, you can see half of the bar but no-one has noticed you. The landlord walks through the bar, to the exit of the pub. "We're nearly done", says one of the stag do. The landlord just laughs as he bolts the main entrance to the pub. The men watch. Pray let me sleep, and the morning will find me refreshed and ready."She was all contriteness. "How stupid of me not to realise how fatigued you would be. I was so eager to give you a birthday present I quite forgot. Come my love, rest yourself and we will enjoy your present later in the morning."I lay my head on her breasts, managing to kiss and suck one of her plum sized nipples as I did. She gave a contented sigh, and I fell straight to sleep. Now in the morning I was stirring and so was my. She recalled the time, before settling for her husband, when her promiscuity was only challenged by the amount of hard cocks willing to defile, in any way imaginable, this once nymphomaniac goddess now tamed by societal pressures of kids, friends, work and only-to-be-admired-“salope” etiquette. For so long she had resorted to distractions in order to tunnel through her ring induced ordeal. The trips to her parents, the endless home renovation and decoration projects, the kids’ cloths shopping.