“Then I guess I’m just imagining the guy at the bar who hasn’t taken his eyes off you since I sat down,” Linda grinned as the waiter returned ...ith their drinks.“That’s just some guy who ordered me a drink, that’s all,” Colleen said defensively, “I told him I was waiting for someone.”“What’s his name?”“Bruce,” Colleen said automatically, “Bruce Myerson.”“Well, for someone who just ordered you a drink, you seem to know at least a little about him.”“He came over and introduced himself,” Colleen. Her eyes were closed, and then the tip of her tongue roamed over my lips.Eventually we broke apart — I saw that her face was flushed, and her breathing had quickened, her breasts heaving slightly against my chest. Her eyes opened, and she looked at me almost questioningly — and I released her.Why didn't I kiss her again, using my own tongue to probe her mouth, perhaps fondle her breast? I asked myself that question again and again, but the moment had passed, and we were back to normal.And then. I was instantly turned on. Reading her filthy messages gave me a huge hardon and I knew I'd need to see to it immediately. So I headed down to the changing room, knowing no one else was still in the building (I did give a few shout outs to make sure!).Each side of the room had a row of lockers with a bench in front of it. They faced each other. I sat down on one and slid my pants down. My erection burst out of my boxers. Remembering the hard core sex that me and my friend used to have, I. He had called her and by the end of the call had agreed to go running with her this morning. As his memory came back he answered his next question of how she made it there. She had asked some specific questions about where he lived including which room was his. She had shared the same information of hers.Cale looked at the clock, "it is not even 5:30"."So I am a bit early. I couldn't wait," still smiling."Alright, I will be out in a few minutes," he closed the window and got dressed. And here.