I tried to hold my peace, knowing she was quite capable of dealing with jerks, but he went one step too far when his hand slipped under the table and ...tarted rubbing her leg.I'd been watching him, so I saw it immediately. Before I could even give it any thought, I reached across her lap, grabbed his wrist and squeezed hard. He glared daggers at me and jerked his hand away. I scooted my chair back in case he wanted to do something physical but it turned out not to be necessary. Anita looked at. It was his wife - more accurately now his ex-wife - who liked to have her evening 'relaxer'. "Anything you can do, I can do better" His voice was cracked and harsh, redolent with pain. So he started to laugh but it sounded to him like sobbing.Time passed. The shaft of sunlight falling into the room moved slowly to one side then disappeared. The streetlights came on and still he sat, sometimes mumbling but mostly silent. In his silence he remembered.There was no fixed chronology. However hard he. He hadn’t noticed them before but they strangely turned him on. She saw him taking a look and she covered them and seemed embarrassed.He helped to carrry in her shopping and said goodbye. As he went to hug and kiss her as usual he suddenly went to put his tongue in her mouth, what was even stranger was she let him. They stood together in the kitchen for what seemed like hours exploring each others mouths and it wasn’t long before he was pushing his hard cock up against her. Due to the height. ‘Pick yourself a beverage from the drink cabinet, Student,’ he said. Majgen opened the drink cabinet to do as told. She had never herself been a first class customer, but she recognized most of the brands in the cabinet from the time she had spent as a youth-worker. A period of her life that had come to a brutal end upon her first encounter with mentarions. The bottles in the cabinet woke memories of having looked at identical bottles in the past. ‘Green Perplo, I was arranging several of those.