As people started clearing out , my level of lust raised. The bar now only had two men and the wait staff were less active. I turned to her and stuck ... finger deep in her pussy , and she gasped and giggled. She was sopping wet! "You dirty old man!" she said. She in turn grabbed and started stroking my cock in my pants. "You're rock hard"...she said .."I might have to help that out". She unzipped my pants , and pulled me out in all my glory, under the table. Thank God the table linens were. "Martin laughed and said, "Honey, you have him bring the food and beer, and I'll supply the men and tapes. Hey, they don't have to all be black, do they, honey? I got lots a friends and I bet you'd like them also. They may be white and Mexican, but I can guarantee that they will fuck you like crazy. If you just want black meat, it limits the pool, so to speak."I had a cold chill run through my body and I said, "I don't care, I just need, I mean, it would be nice if there were a lot of men there. I just got through closing the deal on the old Glendale Farm, and I bought another one back east of there a ways. The Lunsford Farm, if you’re familiar with the name.”“I am familiar with the Glendale Farm, I tried to get Rick to buy that one a year ago and he told me he didn’t know anything about farming, and he didn’t think it would be a good investment for us.“What else have you stumbled upon?”“I bought the Chevy Dealership in Ashton, which has the one in Stewart, and one Clarkton, over in. I got up for looking for clothes. To my horror I found no clothes neither his nor mine. He had not left even my used bra and panty. I had only Hotel’s bed sheet to cover my body.I rang up to receptionist and asked about him. I was told they had seen him going to railway station on the pretext of receiving someone at dawn time. By the time realized that I have been cheated. Till evening I only asked food and whenever waiters I was hiding in bathroom. In the evening I called up the hotel manager.