This time she was attired in a loose pair of soft cotton shorts that reached her mid-thigh and a soft cashmere sweater. The plunging neckline revealed...some rather stunning cleavage I often found my eyes drawn to. Usually, you would have to wear a top of some sort underneath it, but when you were as perfectly sculpted as Amara, no one was going to correct her.I slid a hand up her flat stomach to her chest, gently caressing her breasts through her clothes. She ground back against me a little. The bar was packed with people waiting to get seats, but they seated us quickly once they confirmed our reservations. Misaki’s head was on a swivel, watching all the celebrities and beautiful people who were there. I spotted what I would want in a trophy wife once I reached my dotage. The waitress told us the specials and then left us alone for a moment.“I doubt we have time for the tasting menu,” Misaki said.“How about we have sushi?” I asked.She smiled.“I was afraid you wouldn’t want to.. “It’s Mom,” she said after looking at the screen then pushed the button to answer the call. “Yes, Mom?”The volume was just loud enough for me to make out what she was saying. “Where are you? You’re supposed to be getting ready for your date tonight.”“It’s Wednesday, Mom. I asked you not to arrange dates for school nights. You wouldn’t let me see Paul on a school night.”“Yes, well this is different. James is only available tonight and you need to go out with him before you decide who’s taking. With his body on mine I lifted my legs to his side giving him access to my waiting anal orifice. Just as Daryl reached down and guided his rigid cock into my anal opening, T-Bone raised up and whispered 'Daryl, you fucking that bitch,' Daryl froze and whispered back 'take your dumb ass to bed, you be dreaming.' T-Bone stirred from Daryl's bed and moved across the room. He must have touched Daryl 'what the fuck you doing man,' Daryl said. T-Bone answered 'you fucking that bitch, make him suck.