She didn't look at Virello, but she felt the weight of his gaze as she took a tiny sip of wine and then set the glass back down on the small napkin. T...en she swiveled her stool around, letting her gaze sweep across Virello to the large windows behind the bar. He smiled at her, but she kept her face neutral. When she swiveled back around she made eye contact for a moment, letting the corner of her mouth move upward just a fraction before her gaze slipped away.A few seconds later he was standing. ”Brian watching all three women’s faces as Mark talks and sees the fleeting sadness over Jessica and Jennifer’s faces when Mark tells them who Brian is. Astute to such things, Brian immediately knows what the women had been hoping for and how their pipedreams just came crashing down on them.Brian vows to himself that he will try to find men to value and care for each of them. They are both rather pretty, just dressed rather dull to attract anyone’s attention, really. And from what Mark has. We went through the usual small talk, but she seemed nervous, so I asked her to spill it. What was bothering her?“Remember how we talked about seeing other people?” she asked. Immediately I knew what she meant. For years it had been my fantasy to see her seduced by another man while I watched. She would listen and admit that the idea aroused her, but never expressed any interest in actually doing it. Once, when I pressed her, she said she would think about it, and if she ever met the right man,. There had been a couple of gaps long enough to get laid when she wasn’t at work and I wasn’t around her. Damn! What if she really did it? I couldn’t feel any difference, but would I anyway? I couldn’t get angry about something I didn’t know she’d even done. She had me by the nuts on this one.I fucked her every day and she seemed to enjoy it the same as usual. Then it was Friday night again and she got into her wine and got naked and started acting wicked, talking trash to me. I was getting into.