They helped her over to the table where she sat down. "Nath this iscrazy, we haven't even had a chance to talk it through, bloody helldon't I even get...a say?" You had your chance."Eventually they left and I was left alone. I slumped back in my chairand closed my eyes. When I woke in the morning I hadn't moved I wasstill in the chair.The weekend couldn't come quickly enough for me.I was dragged out of my Saturday morning housework routine by a knock onthe door, it was Carol looking bright and. I asked her to get me another helping of eggs and bacon from the buffet so I could watch. At least I noticed, and sometimes that was more than enough to feed my fantasies. It did take a while for my erection to deflate before we could go to the front desk to check out. I never could watch her walk across a room full of men with her breasts dancing under her blouse without getting hard for her.There was a chill in the air when we stepped outside. They had put up a wide, green awning over the. How ashamed I would be if anyone saw me buying such slutty things. I always figured that if someone did catch me I would simply explain that the items were for my girlfriend. I had done this smoothly 2 or 3 times with no problems. This afternoon things went a little different. I pulled into theparking lot. I would always feel so excited whenever I went to buy my slutty things. Just the anticipation of wearing the slutty itemswould be enough to invoke drops of pre cum from the tip of my dick.. One day, about a year after the divorce I was driving by the place and I decided to stop for lunch. I don't know why I stopped, I didn't know anyone there well enough to say hi to except Denny and I didn't care for him. They did have good charbroiled steaks though and I guess I must have been in the mood for one. I ordered the luncheon rib eye special and I was sitting there leafing through that days Detroit Times when Denny slid onto the seat across from me."Been a while" he said and I nodded.