“Yeah, exactly.” A waitress approached our table. I ordered another Gin and Tonic because I’d left my last at the bar. Sam was nursing his. “...o,” he asked, “how did you sleep?” “Well, what about you?” He smiled that smile, “I slept too.” The waitress brought my drink. Sam insisted on paying for it. “O.K., I said, “but next rounds on me,” He shrugged his shoulders, “I called my airline. They say we might be able to get out of here tomorrow.” “Are you missing anything important?” He shrugged.. She was once again turned on by my agony. She straddled the beam as well and began rubbing her crotch on it. ?I’ll be right back, don’t move.?Left in the awkward position with my cock in a bind I could do nothing but wait. She came back over with a large flexible dildo that had straps on it. She strapped it to the pole so that it pressed against my swelling balls. Standing over it she undid the lacing on her tight leather pants exposing her sopping wet pussy. Once again my treasonous cock. Was some trouble here. Your wife not involved but her phone got broken in the fuss. She is fine.”“Thank you. Keep in touch.”………Next morning I’m asked to take a load back to Sydney. I saddle up and at 7am I’m on my way.I was making good time, so when my phone beeped a message at 12.30 lunch-time, I pull up for a breather, a pee and a read. It’s from Nikau.“Belinda and Ari were sharing banter in canteen when she jokingly called you cucky boy. He been teasing her about it. Just letting you know.”I. My eyes glimmer with the sparkle of a thousand stars and yours look down at me glimmering with anticipation. A flicker of thought plays across my mind and my face, tonight you have come here with the intention to get to know me better, my heart speeds up as realisation catches up with me. I slide my fingers into the gaps between yours, a perfect fit. You tighten your grip on my hands and look towards the stairs. Your big hands cup mine, small but satisfying. With a smile from ear to ear you.