You catch my glance as you sit back down, placing the napkin in your bountiful lap. ‘What are your plans for the rest of this evening Charlie?’ Yo...r question, asked playfully, snaps her out of her stupor. ‘Uh, well, nothing now, I guess,’ a forlorn look flashes across her face for a split second. ‘Well, we’re staying at the hotel across the road, if you’d like to accompany us to the bar before you head home?’ ‘That sounds great!’ She can’t keep the eagerness out of her voice, this is going to. Before lying down, again she tried to wake me up to change the clothes, but I was now almost dead. She kissed me again on my forehead and moved away and slept posing to other side. I was now mad and did not know how to get her. So I started waiting for her to sleep. After about 30-40 minutes, I slowly moved my hand on her back to check whether she is asleep. She did not say a word. So I moved my hand fully on her back, then hips and slowly came closer and put my hand in front of her . I put my. I received a text from her asking to meet again after work outside her work place (which is literally outside my ex's house) We spoke on the field for 15 minutes before I offered to take her back mine.When we finally got there it was already dark I was incredibly tired and just wanted to hold and talk to her whilst watching a famous American TV show. I began to fall asleep on her stomach whilst she stroked the back of my neck, suddenly I kept looking at her flat stomach, smooth legs and her. I also asked if he wanted to stay and watch while I got his wife ready. I couldn’t believe it but the dumb cuck actually had to ask me what she needed to be ready for? I laughed out loud then sneeringly asked if he thought that the married white pussy that was sat on my lap was going to fuck itself?… adding that his useless limp dick obviously wasn’t up to the job. Getting no answer I asked him again loudly. Dropping his head he mumbled something. To the further amusement of his wife I made him.