“How long are you staying in Nashville?”“Three weeks give or take. Just in town on some family business.”“So, you’ll be busy? I live in th... upscale part of downtown. Maybe I can show you around?”“Perhaps.” I handed her my trash.“Looks like you’ve got something on your pants.” She pointed to my limp cock and handed me a napkin that was folded over. “Let me know if you need me to wet it.”I blushed. Way too much attention for one day. She was sexy, but I wasn’t about to do the deed in a tiny. Your hands go down my body, between my legs. Your fingers start to enter my pussy. Allowing me to have my orgasm, and the wetness of my ecstasy excites you even further. But still you do not enter me. Instead, you kiss along me body. My neck and shoulders. Pausing to suck my nipple. Kissing further and further, down my leg, up my other leg, and then you put your mouth on my pussy. I can feel your tongue on my clit. I can feel the ecstasy increase more and more. Until I can no longer take it and. Welcome. How may I help you?" Well, you can start by showing my lady some rings. I don't know shi_, er, anything about rings and such." If I'm going to be the next mayor, I can't go around saying 'shit' in public, now can I?" The salesman grinned at him and asked me, "What sort of mounting would you like for the engagement ring?" I turned to John to see what he wanted."We would like something that displays understated quality and yet has a unique design." I looked at him, surprised at his. I ... Can I order you a drink?" she asked; struggling not to tear up."That's no fucking good." He almost spit at her. "How would you do this with your husband?" Come over here and sit on my lap. Sit on my lap, or get down on your knees in front of me. You are old enough. You have been married long enough to know how to convince men to do anything. Quit being coy with me. Show me how you get things done at home."It was coming back to her now; not scenes with her husband, but her time in the.