My mind could not put anything together, all I could thinkabout was my body and sex.Darling your name is Honey Bun okay?Oh yes that is, um, ya that's ...t. I um oh have you seen the latest mallcatalog my god it is um it is, what was I talking about? Honey darlingcome and put your heels on, she said. I walked over to her my largebreasts bouncing as I stepped, the feeling making me so excited, sohorny, I could not think of anything just sex.Oh they are beautiful I giggled and slipped them on, what. She was a bit surprised as he grabbed and pushed her against the wall and frowned a bit but then he got on his knees. He didn’t need to do it as he certainly did not need to make her more wet as she was taking care of that all by herself with the excitement and expectation she was feeling, nothing could make her more wet then she was. He got on his knees because he missed her taste, the bitter nectar that while not the best of flavours, was the biggest aphrodisiac anyone could ever taste. Fuck. Her hands pull my arm away and sadly I withdraw from her crotch and her pants. My hand is soaked and fragrance-filled with her essence. She is actually blushing or maybe that's a climatic bloom. "Oh my gawd, that was absolutely amazing" she gasps. "I feel a trifle guilty. I'm a married woman." "Well, I do not feel guilty at all. We were just having some fun. I won't tell your hubbie if you don't tell my wife. How does that sound?" "Agreed. Oh my, my pants are soaked!" "So is my hand!" I laugh.. As he sits and drinks, he begins to get a really nice vibe from the locals and the bartender. He allows himself to be drawn into the conversation that is going on and soon he and the locals are laughing and having a great time.Suddenly in mid-conversation the new guy gets a funny look on his face and stands. Without a word he quickly heads for the door. The bartender immediately takes notice.“Hey! Are you ok? Did we say something wrong?”“What? Oh. No. I ... um ... have to go home and use the.