Then I pulled up her dress and pushed her panties off, saying you don’t really need these. She was a bit surprised but went with it. My wife was a...little uncomfortable all night at dinner knowing everytime she stood up that there might me a risk of someone getting a free show. However, she also found this erotic. We ate a wonderful dinner at a local tapas place, then we decided to go for a walk. Every few blocks we would stop and make out. I would even rub her pussy through the outside of. I do. But… now? Tonight?”She started fixing her hair nervously.“You look fine, baby,” he said. “Look at you.”She had on a floral-print mini dress, a ruffled one that bared her cute shoulders. She had high heels. Her black hair was pulled back into an elegant ponytail, with a few strands hanging on the sides, framing her freckled, dimpled face. She also had a necklace and a bracelet and a nose ring glinting sliver.“You’re beautiful,” he said at a stoplight.“I know, but the plan was for me to. Everything alright?" Yeah, I'm just getting some dinner. I wasn't about to eat from avending machine again." At this hour? I thought everything closed by nine in this town." Everything but the convenience store and the diner on Carson street.It's open 24/7." Alright, but come straight back to the hotel when you're done. And becareful." Ok, DAD," she mocked before hanging up and resuming her meal.Fifteen minutes later the front door of the diner opened and Rosa walkedinto the cool night air. She. Some climb inside a liquorbottle every night. Some overeat; that's why they call it "ComfortFood". Others do drugs. Still others take their frustrations out ontheir spouses and/or others around them, often spitefully, sometimesviolently.For the most part, Alan eschewed those self-destructive behaviors.Instead, he sought refuge in Angie, the sometimes brainless bimbo (atleast, that was part of the act) who existed solely to be asbeautiful, feminine and sexy as she could be, pleasure me in any.