" I couldn't believe it either, when I walked into the restaurant," Veronique said. "The owner of the place even said that one of his waiters had to f...ed this girl, because her parents wouldn't do it. And she herself had to come to the counter to ask him if somebody wanted to help her with her food."Sandra shook her head and said, "I can't imagine how humiliating that must have been for her." I was thinking the same when he told me, I can't believe her parents can be that cruel to her. Well,. I imagined standing there, blindfolded in my heels and coat and lingerie, waiting for him to let me in and make love to me. I imagined, no, I was unable to imagine what he might do to me to make the night the most erotic of my life.I sent the text. Yes.The next night I was dressed and ready when the car service arrived, and I noticed the driver leering at my heels and overcoat. He must have been trying to see what I was wearing under the coat, because he kept adjusting the mirror on the way to. I poured her a glass of wine and I sat beside her. She was leaned forward doing a search for a video she was describing. She must have found the video. She turned to say something to me...To my own surprise. I was arching my back and stroking my cock with both hands. With a huge smile she grabbed for my cock then laid back in the couch beside me. Almost instantly her breath got deeper. I lifted my head to look when I discovered her other hand was up her skirt..She had her legs open, Fingering. My wife never went over to visit her mother unless she knew that her father wasn’t home and then it is just for short visits so that she didn’t run into him.Sandy was just a slightly younger version of my wife. Sandy was eighteen years old and was to graduate from high school soon. My wife was twenty-five years old. They were both about five feet six inches tall and about a hundred and ten pounds. They had brown shoulder length hair, B-cup breasts, and they both love to tease the hell out of me.