Her heart sank; she had her mind set on hot sex. She told him of her plans to have dirty, uninhibited sex that night. She told him how horny and drunk...she was, and teased him over text. He replied, "if you don't stop, I'm going to have to do something complicated while driving." "No," she said, "I want you to do something complicated with me right now." He explained how he would not be back in town until the early morning but would hurry, the damn semi wouldn't go over sixty-two, he complained.. He slowly pulled out and knelt down. He said through the hole, "Thanks lady. I wish I could have fucked you instead." Then he disappeared.I sort of stayed there kneeling with my flashlight still in me. I have no idea what I was waiting for. Maybe something inside of me thought there were more men over in the men's room. I only needed three more and I had 23 minutes to do it. I knew I could wait here but time was ticking away. I had to get this out of my system before I returned home. I knew I. And was so glad that he asked me to come to his place. Because I had decided hours earlier that we were going home together that night one way or another. But I didn't want him to know that. So I changed the subject and kiddingly asked him what was wrong with spectators. I said they could easily have been more than just spectators. Those guys that came over I'm sure had full intentions of being more than just spectators. He says did you want them to be? I just shrugged my shoulder's. . I looked blankly at Karen, then at the scene unfolding behind her. Karen's hands reached up behind her head and I knew she was undoing the clasp at the back of her neck, that her hands, now lowering, were unzipping her funeral dress."Can you imagine what it would be like if every day was like that, Paul?"I was still too stunned to react."Can you imagine dominating your woman like that, every day of the year?"Karen reached down to grasp the sides of her long, black dress and pulled it up until.