I started talking with the bartender when my phone rang.I excused myself and answered it was just my Dad checking I got back to the city ok. I went ba...k and continued talking to the bartender and had a few more brews. By 2pm I decided 3 beers was enough and paid my tab and left.I went back to my room, had a shower, changed clothes and decided to have a late lunch. Just as I left my room my phone rang again, it was Sandman.Sandman apologised for taking so long but work came first as he had just. There's a streetlight across the street from where we were parked so I'm sure John could see the glare I gave him. He backed inside the house, his head hanging, and closed the door.A few minutes later I saw Wanda come out of the house, look over at us, get in her car and drive off. Jill was still sobbing, not seeing anything but my shirt up against her face.She finally slowed down enough to say, "Please, Jack. Take me home."I started up the car and drove the best I could with her still wrapped. In the National Gallery we stood n front of several works of art, my cock pressed into Dee’s cheeks and my hand roaming around her pussy. She loves the idea of being touched intimately in public with the chance of someone else watching. We got back to the hotel and went to reception. The girl asked us if we would like breakfast in our room again tomorrow, and we walked to the bar. With drinks in hand we spoke about an early night, take a snack in the bar and then retire to the room. We had. I ordered a cup of tea when she came by, and she didn’t linger as the previous waitress had seemed to do, and I had a nice, piping-hot cup of Earl Grey, with two small cups of half-n-half and four packets of honey in a few minutes. I laced my tea, took a few sips, and surveyed the restaurant side. There were about twenty five or twenty six tables, not including bar stools, and there were eight other parties in the restaurant side. Other than the four people up at the bar, I was the only single.