They walked to the ‘Brewhouse’. Gladys, of course, was as fit as might be expected with her background. Scott, while he certainly kept as fit as h... could, was less accustomed and a little short of breath when they got there.“You’re a bit out of condition,” Gladys smiled.He sighed, jerkily, as his lungs tried to catch up with the exertion. “I know. But don’t forget your training is a bit different to mine. I spend a lot of time supine in a couch, and only isometrics to keep from falling. "And I think we just might have the answer to each other's problem."I couldn't say a word. My heart was caught in my throat. She reached down, her small hand disappearing into my jeans, and pulled out my throbbing hard cock. She stroked it slowly, her lips mere inches from mine. "I know how much you love my ass," she breathed. "You don't know how many times I've caught you staring at it." She turned around, presenting her back to me, and pressed her nylon-clad ass against my cock. I moaned out. Megha: Fuck Arjun. Why did you stop? What happened?I slowly traced circles around Megha’s pussy without touching her pussy lips and clit using my fingers and started speaking.Me: I don’t want this to be a one-time event between us, Megha. I have liked you for a very long time, and I need more of you. What do you think about that?Megha was so tempted and was in her peak mood. Also, my teasing her by circling her pussy with my fingers was making her go mad.Megha: You bloody fucker. Just make me. Jill decided to try the pork mojito. Dakota chose the pork mojito and Tina the Cuban sandwich as well. We all had the idea that we could have the usual fare anytime, this certainly was a treat.When the food arrived, we all were delighted with the appearance of the food, the taste of the food, and the portion size. This got me to thinking about on certain circumstances maybe we should expand the menu to allow for local favorites, such as this manager did by adding Cuban food, which was the core.