''So do I,'' he replies.Shit, it's far too cold to be going out and meeting, not that I had ever done that before anyway. ''Come on, you know you want...to meet,'' he messaged me again. ''I really can't right now.'' I replied. ''Fair enough, what's the earliest time you can get to the shop in the morning?'' He asked. ''Odd question lol, 6:30 I suppose,'' I replied. ''Meet me then?'' He insisted.I have never had a one night stand, only ever had sex with my fiancé so that might be a good thing?. Looks like you can handle your liquor.’ He leaned forward. ‘I wonder if you’ll be able to handle a tall drink of what I have to offer.’ He stared at her in a matter-of-fact manner. It was Mickey that raised her eyebrows this time. Without missing a beat, she leaned forward, her thin dress slipping low, revealing more than an eyeful of her milky skin to Dean. ‘I can handle more than any one man can dish out, honey.’ She crooned, her face beaming with pride. The smile persisted on his face, not. Would you like to see the view? She asked.

She motioned for me to come closer, and as I did, she placed a hand around my hip then turned herself around so that her backside pressed against my crotch. She was coyly showing me her ass, testing to see if my cock was hard. I don’t think I disappointed her. Do you like this? She smiled…My cock twitched upward… Yes… This is nice, I whispered in her ear. 

Pressing her ass against my now engorged cock, she managed to move it up and down then. It was obviously girls night out for her and her friends. They were all dressed to the hilt. You could tell they were all high class housewives judging from the clothes they were all wearing and the huge diamond wedding rings they were all sporting. The Club was upscale and on the rich side of town. It was about 10PM and they were all on at least their 3rd round of martinis based on their body language. They most likely left their husbands at home watching the kids while they did girls night.