It was some of the most intimate conversations of my life. Kathy always used her "new language" in these conversations. She knew it always took me b... surprise and she loved doing it ! Actually, I loved the fact that she did do it. She did not ask me if I masturbated, but rather, "so, when you jerk off, do you think of me?" "Tell me exactly what you think" Or, "when I finger fuck I always think of your cock going into me." She always got my attention and almost always an honest. "Ex..." she mused. "You feel married, though." And again she laughed her silver laugh. This time it was real. I joined her. "Look at us," I said. "Jetsam and flotsam."I raised my glass in a toast.Shireen was an efficient seducer. She never missed a shortcut during our meal to make the route to her end-goal the quickest possible. That goal was my bed. And her stepping-stones were flirtatious looks, little touches and rather shockingly direct remarks. On top of that there was her incredible. I was just finishing my first beer when Craig and Jasmine came in. They waved and I was pleased at the restraint that Jasmine had shown in her choice of dress. She was wearing nice jeans, nice blouse, and a light jacket. She had done her makeup and hair in a fairly conservative fashion and looked young, gorgeous, and nothing like the stripper I had just met earlier that week. Jasmine’s mother and step-father arrived a few minutes after 8, our reservation time. As soon as they entered, I could. As soon as I had given the starting signal they slowly walked towards each other. Suddenly Joe stayed were he was and Jenny walked around him meticulously examining his body from top to bottom. Then she took him by his neck tie and pulled him hard to her. He followed her motion and got very close to her but didn’t do anything. She put a hand on his cheek and he closed his eyes on her touch. I was quite surprised not to have to give commands. They were like a couple that had practiced that.