Why don’t you get your plate, I don’t think I can do any further damage to the chicken.’ She smiled, ‘Why don’t I get us each a plate and yo... can regale me with your life among the boring while we eat. You are more interesting than the floor show.’ Now that caught my attention, no one including my wife ever accused me of being interesting before. ‘I think that I would like that. Why don’t you add salad and some veggies to the plates and I will be ready for you when you return.’ ‘That’s a deal.. He left a note for Dad, but said nothing to me…’ I could feel tears welling in my eyes. ‘What did he say in the note?’ ‘He just said that he wanted to be his own man. He said that he loved my father, and that he was indebted to him for all that he’d done for him, and that he’d make my father proud one day…’ ‘How did Leonard take it?’ It had broken my father’s heart as well. Olu was like a son to him, and his sudden departure left my father depressed and confused for weeks. ‘Not well…’ ‘I am. I was in the middle of an especially delicious scenario of modified missionary in front of a mirror when the conversation stopped. I drifted slowly back to the present and realized my mouth was open and eyes closed. My hips had paused mid thrust and when my eyes opened they met the bartender's. His eyes were dilated and filled with lust and I could only imagine the faces and sounds I had been making. Picturing as I had been watching his cock enter me slowly, dripping with my wetness, stretching. We got on great, had a few more drinks and had dinner. I didn’t want to push things so I asked her if she needed a cab to get home, no she said, I want to stay the night with you! Are you sure? I asked, take me to bed was her reply! I went to the loo and when I got in my bedroom she was led naked on my bed and playing with her pussy, looked at me and said I want you to fuck me! I was naked in seconds, my cock throbbing, I wanted her so much! We led on the bed, touching and caressing eachother,.