Jan's reply was quick and to the point. "I think that's a great idea," she said. "Besides, I told Jennifer that I might be very late coming home tonig...t, if I even came home at all." My heart leapt when she said that. "What was Jennifer's reaction to that?" "She said that if I came home too early she would be disappointed in both of us, but if I came home tomorrow morning she would be thrilled for me. Jennifer's a big girl, Frank. She knows what I need and she understands that I shouldn't deny. My hands shot up so quick I had to slow myself down before I caressed those boobs & lightly squeezed her awesome nipples. She pulled back, covering up her assets. Gave my that smile of hers and stated, bet my nipples aren't the only things hard & aroused. With that she turned & left, never once looking back. I signaled my waitress & asked if it was too late for me to get a coffee.I sat there thinking of how my day had started, up to the last four or five minutes. Something that seemed so out of. Robin: What? You sick bastard, wait till we get home. You'll be thinking about your right hand from now on.Richard: Baby, it happened maybe once or twice.Robin: Maybe your hand won't mind you being a 30-second man.Richard: I'm sorry Baby, really.Robin: You're sorry alright. The sorriest guy I ever met.(Camera pans back to Peter, the host.)Peter: Moving right along, our next question is for Rita. Rita, we asked Sam if he thought you had a big butt. Does your husband think you have a big butt?. I don't know why, but she had always done oddball things like that, and it wasn't the first time I had done them with her. We'd had a nice dinner, split a bottle of wine, and crawled under the covers together. My husband and I had passed through the same airport hours earlier. He was returning from a business trip, while I was catching a flight to Minneapolis to join Kyra for the weekend. Of course, that's not the story that he heard. My cover story was that I was attending a Society of Women.