Il se trouve qu'en l'occurrenceles clients de midi ?taient encore pour la plupart en mode masculin.Probablement ils attendaient le soir avant de se r?...?ler ? tous. J.Mlors du pot de bienvenue avait expliqu? tout cela avec ses formulescisel?es et son humour bien ? lui. Il avait ajout? ? l'attention desclients qu'ils devaient appeler les serveurs ?Mademoiselle? car aucund'entre nous n'?taient mari?s. Cette remarque n'?tait pas tomb? dansl'oreille d'un sourd car le premier client, qui s'adressa ?. When we were done we shared lunch and talked about the kids and Jim and what I was doing on the dating scene, trying to coax some info out of her quiet brother-in-law. She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!”“Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting. Cassy sat for a moment then fetched a big single page diary she had had as a stocking filler last Christmas and not yet used, “let`s start at the beginning, the day you arrived!” it was not a question… Carefully they wrote the story so far, Cassy`s neat hand putting it into the written words, those first it must be said mild sexual games, right up to date, the feelings, the horror of the virus… the lusty enjoyment, it all went down and a couple of hours passed, then they sat, not saying a lot. Her small perfect ass was covered in a black skirt and her legs were accented with her almost knee high black boots. A tight white sleeveless sweater made her breasts protrude through her black form fitting blazer. Her perfect brown hair flowed down past her shoulders. The hot wife looked incredibly sexy. While in the store she flirted with her husband like an eager 18 year old as she brushed up against his crotch and pursed her dark red lips together.Fred was a walking hard-on during every.