Are you going to do him in the car? She said no, I told him let's get a room at the motel behind the restaurant. I looked back to his table, his check...was laying there with money on top of it. He had left. I began to realize that this was really going to happen. I studered but but. She said no backing out. My pussy is wet and he is going to fuck me. She said but you are going to watch. We paid our check and walked outside. We saw him leaning on his car. He knoded and got in and started slowly. She answered, "Who is it?"I simply said its me.She again asked, "Who is me?"I simply said my name and she said hold on, I will be there momentarily.As I stood there, I was more and more nervous. She finally answered thedoor. She said come in and close the door and shut up. As I did so andfollowed her into the room, she had all my bondage stuff laid out on thebed, and all my dresses hung up in the closet, and all my lingerie inthe drawers. All my heels were also in the closet and my wigs and. Kira had done that to me the first night we made love - I don't know why, but I found it so hot when she left me half-naked, instead of completely naked.She cupped my pussy in the palm of her right hand, and said, "It doesn't feel so wet to me. Hot, yes. Hairy, yes. Wet, not so much. I'd better check deeper..." she inserted her middle finger between my cunt lips, and briefly gathered some of my cream there on her fingertip to properly lubricate it, then thrust her slim, long digit deeply inside. At that point I would realize she was quite pretty and ... and my heart would flutter as she tossed her hair and started walking over to me. But always it was what it was, a fantasy leaving a sour taste. Each time this happened I would go inside and try to find something to distract me.In the end I realized there was no chance of a fairy tale reappearance of Angie. I called my boss and told him I needed to take a few months off before my next assignment. He understood, probably thinking I still.