As the day turns to evening and needing a break, we find a place to have dinner, it's quite classy, dimly lit and fairly busy. Seated in a booth in on... corner, we chat about general stuff over a drink, spend quite a lot of time looking into each other's eyes, as we talk about how it's hard to find reasonably priced sexy ethical clothing. After a while it gets more interesting - just a random innuendo at first, then more flirtatious and quite fruity as you share how you can't wait to surprise me. "BOBBY...YES...IT'S SPLITTING ME OPEN!" Robert chuckled while fucking her bent completely over. Her pussy was as open as she could get it and in this position he was able to press into her pussy against her clitoris with each down motion. He looked at her eyes and saw them rolled back into her head. Her mouth was wide open as was her vagina."Ah...AH...AH...AH...AH!" She grunted each time he pushed deeper. Their bodies were covered with sweat when he leaned down and kissed her. Five more minutes. The girls all get up to dance to the faster music, leaving Amanda sittingalone. Her hunk returns with the drinks and slides in beside her. Theychat a little about this and that, but mainly small talk of noconsequence. His hand rests on her thigh and she smiles at him. He startsto caress her leg through the silky material feeling the suspender strapsas he does. "Mmm, I like suspenders and stockings," he says. "So does myhusband," she replies. He looks at her in surprise, wondering if heshould. “Sufficient is an understatement, Ma’am. We are completely overwhelmed by your country’s generous gift to us. Becoming a millionaire, for a normal person like me, is the experience of a lifetime.”“I am pleased,” she smiled at him, then returned her gaze to the yard. “I look out across our own little-secluded oasis and see it is normal. I gaze at the bustling road traffic off in the distance and see everything is still normal. However, this would not be the same situation had my husband been.