"I had this dream last night," I said."What?" My reference to the fictitious dream must have seemed like I was trying to change the subject to her."We...l, you said, 'in my dreams, '" I explained.The anger in her face changed so quickly and so completely that I think I actually took a step back in surprise. Her expression became one of calculation, an almost wily look, that was a portent of revenge. Just as quickly as the anger left, the warning vanished too, to be replaced by what could only. " So a friendly outing with acquaintances?" "Yeah I guess we could call it that."I had always been the one do the asking out, never had a woman asked me out I actually was a little dumbfounded. I was no fool though I took up the offer to sit in the presence of this lovely lady. "I have to head home and freshen up" I exclaimed."Not a problem I'm gonna do the same."We exchanged numbers and headed to our vehicles. I couldn't believe my fortune today. First a lesbian customer practically handed me. She had to get out; but she didn't want to.He turned her and held her until her shuddering subsided. She cried softly as she leaned against him. She allowed him to dry her off as she stood there. He dressed and went out to her car to get her dress clothes for supper.Dinner was nice; not that she noticed. It could have been anywhere, she didn't care. She knew what was going to happen when they got back. Why didn't she run? Why didn't she make an excuse that she had to leave early? There were a. From my flushed face and chest and the aroma of sex that must have clung to me, this would not be hard to find.“Did you let him...” he began.“Fuck me?” I finished his question. “Yes Pete. He fucked me.”“Was it good?”“It was one of the best I’ve ever had, Pete. It was a good farewell fuck.”He winced then asked:“It really was farewell?”I nodded.“So your plan worked?” he asked. "Whatver it was?"I took a deep breath.“Yes Pete. It worked better than I expected.”He looked into my eyes. From his.