He soon found himself sitting with them on a regular basis.Her husband Tony was a big beefy guy with an easy smile that had been around and had a host...of great stories. Lance would sit with them sometimes ignoring his friends and co-workers as he listened to his stories and all the while stealing glances at Tony's stunning wife.Lance could never explain his attraction to her and it was not for lack of female company. He had more than his share of the female patrons that had come to the bar to. "Christine, they fell in love so fast it was incredible. The weirdest thing was that everyone knew it but them. Ask Allison about it sometime." Who's Allison?" My sister," I said."Oh," she said. "You really have a sister? After the first one you introduced me to, I wasn't sure." She punched me in the arm lightly for effect."Hey now, that's not fair," I said, rubbing my arm in mock pain. "I never told you Lizzy was my sister, she made that up on her own so you wouldn't feel bad for taking. . Even now she found it hard to focus on one thing.'Won't be long now, ' she thought, but in her heart she didn't believe this would work. 'Oh well, what do I have to lose?'A very tall man entered the room in a conservative dark suit, he wore plain glasses and his hair was styled but short. Everything about seemed non-descript except his size. He was at least 6'6". He didn't smile but this seemed more to represent a very serious demeanour rather than a sense of unfriendliness."Becky Yan?" he. She mews with pent-up frustrations, wishing for the moment when he will enter her. She reaches between them and grasps his cock, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing head. He bucks into her hand, as swollen as stone, as ready as granite. She shifts. Aching. When will it end? Sensing her quiet desperation, Alphonse pulls her bodily atop him. As she straddles his impressive frame she runs her appreciative fingers over the fine down of his dark body hair. His massive chest expands beneath her.