Hard. You drive your hungry mouth into his full lips. Ahhh.. Then you slowly move your tongue. His fingers close in toward your nipple. It is hard as ...tone and pushing up toward him. You slip your tongue between his lips just as his fingers brush like a feather tip across the tip of your hard nipple. You cry out. Ahhh. You arch you back up. Suddenly. Trying to drive your breast into his hand. You want to feel his fingers on your nipples. You arch up further and drive your breast up harder as. I'll never bring anyone here. We have my parents'cottage on the lake. Unless you want to participate, you'd never need to know."Yeah, I'd never know. I'd never know what the next man who stopped by my office, or took the barstool next to mine would have to say. Would he tell me how she'd begged him to fill her sucking mouth or tight ass? Tell me what he did for her that I couldn't? Tell me that she needed him so much that he had to take her from me?"I love you more than ever. You've still got. The sport was off quicker that I could say down boy, and hewas right by my side ready to be my escort for the evening.We found a restaurant within a block of the apartment which we bothagreed upon. The food was a fusion of Thai and European, and after wewere seated we picked from the menu."Jenna, I must admit that you look better than anything on the menu. Youare turning the head of every red blooded man in here."I giggled. Tentatively I looked around and realised that more than onepair of male. He had taken a job working in Margaret Mason’s bar in Calton and worked his way steadily up to chargehand – a pub in those days, with a Cocktail Bar, Public Bar, Snug and Off-License could employ as many as 20 full time staff and Joe was now in overall charge below Margaret, a position he enjoyed. It truly was a grand affair. This public house was a cut above the rest. Glasgow still boasted a plethora of seedy, back-alley boozers, with sawdust on the floor and spittoons beneath the brass.