My mind kept drifting back to the great time we had shared years before in New York, Dave must have sensed this and put his hand on my thigh and gentl... rubbed it.I was beginning to melt, and he moved his hand up towards my crotch. He started to caress my cock through my trousers and I started to squirm in my chair. It was a gay pub so nobody was taking any notice of us. I was a married man now, and this shouldn't be happening, but it was. Dave took my hand and placed it in his lap, and lust. I looked down at her vagina. It was shaved recently and was very clean. The lips of the pussy were pink. I first felt the hole with my fingers and then slowly guided my rod right inside her. Her pussy was warm rather a bit hot. Her head went back with pleasure and she moaned. I started ****ing her slowly and increased the motion. Her breast was jumping up and down with every stroke. Oh god, Mani , that was good,” she panted, her voice husky and erotic. “But now I need you… I really need you…. "Hey Mister you forgot to pick up your paper!" She said coming out the door to hand me the paper I neglected as my mind played out our "date".As she handed it to me she said, "Sorry for the "mister" didn't want my boss to think I was too familiar. Umm ... Matt, I'm not looking for anything serious, just a little fun. OK?" Alright, I wasn't going to ask you to marry me." I said with a smirk and she winked at me before running back into the store.Seeing her from behind the counter I got a shot of. It was as clingy as mine and her pert breasts stood proud with the outline of her nipples clearly visible through the material (assisted no doubt with our suggestion of applying a light amount of lipstick to enhance the colour). My gaze moved down to the slight swell of her belly and another visible hint of red through the material as her bush pushed against it, clearly unhindered by underwear. Her outfit was completed with white hold up stockings and deep red pumps presenting the illusion of.