Nothing to be acknowledged in public.A sea of black swarmed about as I stayed seated, but it wasn’t enough to hide from her. She had approached with...her hands clasped and a smiling face accompanied by sad, red eyes.“Ma’am,” she said, “My husband told me all about you.”My heart raced and I swallowed sandpaper.“Please Miss, I don’t want there to be a scene.” I bowed and fidgeted with my skirt hem.“No, oh goodness please no. I would never consider such a thing. My husband loved and respected you. These stories were completely unsolicited, and Nikki was very bold in her confessions.I wondered what kind of a woman would be so vulgar, to tell a man of her filthy escapades on a first date. I was also strangely aroused by her promiscuity. Nikki told me a lot of stories on that evening, but she gave me nothing except for a deep open-mouthed kiss at the end of the date.I think that Nikki had something that she wanted to prove to me, or herself, by playing a little hard to get. But she. Okay. Now sleep, and Ill take something to remember. Very slowly, I kissed her mouth, then lifted her breasts and kissed and sucked each eager nipple, then kissed her belly button, snaking my tongue into it so she giggled. A last caress of her warm, full gut, then I pulled the covers over her. As you sleep, remember how beautiful you are, remember what you did to my thermometer. Sleep, sexy Penny. I was at the bedroom door when her light voice floated after me, Eric? Mmm? Eight oclock. He said that he did not have the intention of fucking me, but when he got home, he realised that his bag of toys, was still under the sink. With out saying anything, I unzipped my dress and let it fall to my feet. Henry looked my body up and down, before making a comment that my tits were bigger than he could have imagined. I then crawled over to him, before kissing his cock through his pants. We were both feeling horny, and it was visible. I pulled down his pants, and his vein-covered cock.