His namewas Marco, named after someone famous, so he told me. After walking forwhat seemed like miles and probably were, we sat down for a cappachinoi... a caf?. I told him about myself, where I was staying for the month,whatever I could safely tell him.Subly flirting with him, I leaned closer and ran my foot along his legas we relaxed finished our coffee's. when I told him I had to be at mybus, he insisted on escorting me there. I let him keep his arm throughmine and walk me to where the bus. After about another five minutes of watching guys go into the video store and not thinking any of them were interesting I decided fuck it I'm going to talk to this mailman. I got out and walked over to the little truck and he sat there with the windows down and was finishing his sandwich. I said hi and that I was killing time at work watching people go in and out of the video store. He said yeah it was a pretty busy place at times, I asked if he ever went back to the booths and he said no he. The following Monday, I went to the restaurant and put my plan in gear. Like clockwork, my husband called and said he was going out after golf, and he’d be home late. “No problem," I said, "have fun”. It was around 7-ish when my husband and his buddies came strolling in like they owned the place. They were loud and obnoxious, making a scene that caused everyone to stare at them. When they were finally seated, I made my way over and sat on the lap of one of the guys. “What can I get you?" How. I started to question her y?? Then her reply made me shocked !!She said that when ever she asks for sex her husband used to scold her and go to work. Then she hugged me all of a sudden and started crying. Her hot boobs touched my chest, my dick got erected. Then I pushed her a bit feeling shy.Then she told am I not looking hot?? I blushed and said obviously you are damn hot. She smiled and got up from sofa and went to room. I thought she is angry of those words.But in a min she came in night.