No one was even cared about anyone out there. Everyone was busy with fire crackers. And everyone settled themselves for food. I somehow got a seat nea... my darling and sat there, she saw me and first I saw some fear in her eyes and then she smiled. Our food were served and we started.Now first thing I did was I started pulling her saree with leg. She looked at me in shock, I smiled at her and asked her, “Do you need anything?” I gave me an angry look and said, “No” with a head nodding asking me. That made me rather nervous for the rest of the ride. Oliver was staying at one of the most expensive hotels in Boston. I had been there only once on a date a few years back. We waited in the restaurant and when Oliver arrived he was very tall -- and creepy as I’d anticipated. He sat and chatted with Dan as if I wasn't there. When he did finally look at me, he asked if my husband knew where I was. I said, “No,” and he laughed. “Finish your drink, take my key and go to room seven-three-five,” he. She’s normal weight with a nice ass. She has a cute wiggle when she walks and likes to show off when she’s at our house. She knows she has my attention and plays with it. She twirls her hair and licks her lip glossed lips. Sometimes she sucks lollipops and puts on a real show. She likes me to watch her. I give her my undivided attention. The girl makes me sweat.When I watch her, I always feel my underwear getting tight. I feel my balls filling up with come while I watch Amanda skip. Tiffany is great at this. She's SUCH a bitch. Giggle.Dishy ones we let buy us a drink, have a flirty chat with them and a dance or two ... maybe even a short smooch if they're VERY dishy ... before we say, "Sorry boys, some other time maybe."We have a good laugh about it, me and Tiffany, all these poor boys getting to go home horny and frustrated. We know they'll be beating off later, still thinking about us, how hot and sexy we looked at the club, teasing on the dance floor in our skimpy "Look.