9 We arrived at the club and found a seat a waitress in a small skirt that was more like a pelmet came over and asked us what we wanted to drink, “a...white wine and a coke” I said before he got the chance to order, she sashayed away to the bar, her buttocks clearly visible below the skirt, he watched her go, I slapped his hand, “hey, you are with me remember” I said, “and I thought we had an open relationship, after you and the waiter, well!, I’m gutted” he feigned disappointment but I ignored. I told her that tonight she gonna feel heaven by following my words. She was hesitated at first because she was a traditional housewife. She has never done anything sexy and naughty like this. But I convinced her to do it and she will be happy about this.The real fun begins from here. And there she was full of lust from being a traditional housewife to enjoy sexual pleasure with me. She opened her clothes one by one. Her tight blouse fell on the floor and she started massaging her boobs over. I forgot about shoving the chair back. Whacked my knees something awful."The FBI, already convinced that they were the most intelligent group of men on the planet, looked at me like they were surveying a sub-species."Idiot," was heard from somewhere in the back of the suit wearing men. They filed out in the order of their importance and shut the door."Wendy?" I said."Yes." How? ... uhm ... never mind. The watch?" I surmised."Yes, you didn't come for supper." Wendy said, "I got worried and. The sun beat down, he sweated, his forehead glistening as he buried his cock again and again. “Oh… I…” Marco stopped, he opened his eyes and Reyna looked suggestively at him. She stretched out her legs and removed most of his length, tipping her body backwards. Marco obliged, tucking her under him, stroking so their bodies were completely touching. He stole a sloppy kiss and picked up the pace. Reyna hummed, biting her lip, scrunching her eyes. He loved this part. Leaning away from her on.