Dave suggested she go chat and see how it felt. Dave watched from their table as she went over. He couldn't help but notice the sway she was putting i...to her thick hips as she walked. She sat next to him at the bar and the quickly began to chat. They seemed to be getting along well. She was laughing often and touching his arm. Dave just continued to watch. Another round of drinks still chatting and laughing. The man had moved his large dark hand to the small of her back. It must be going well. He sighed with pleasure at the fingering, but eventually pulled his pants up and moved on as did my dick servicer.That allowed me to move over to the other pair. I bent down to investigate the fat dick of the young stud as he kept working on the standing door master, sucking hard at the hard dick offered to him. I stood up to share that dick with him for a while, but then the muscled stud put his clothes back on and wandered off. I asked the door master if the guy came, but he didn’t think so.. "I'm ... it's just ... something came up at work, and I just couldn't get home in time..." I stammered, surprised at her attitude."Fine!" she said, "I'll just make my own dinner."And to my astonishment, she went to the kitchen and made herself a sandwich."But ... dinner will be ready in just 35 minutes," I pleaded with her. "Can't you wait?"She glared at me. "I expect dinner to be ready when I walk in the door," she said. "We talked about it, right? We agreed, right? And yet, it's not done. 35. The conversation seemed to drag on, but eventually, she persuaded Pam to go away. From what I could hear, Pamela didn't sound at all convinced. Lena relocked the door and walked back to where I was standing behind the shelves, she had a strange half smile on her face. I said, " Whew, that was a bit close Lena, you'll have to learn to keep your voice down, we can't have people hammering on the door every time you cum."Lena looked a little sheepish and said, "I'm sorry Ann, I just got carried.