As scared as I was, that idea had my pussy getting wet again. I cursed myself for letting myself think of her with such lust. But I couldn't help it. ...y mouth watered at the memory of eating her pussy. Tasting her heavenly nectar. Having her cum all over my face. I shook my head and tried to put the ideas out of my head. It did no good. My whole day at work was a blur. My pussy was soaking with anticipation. I left work at 6:30 and called my husband to tell him I was going to dinner with missy.. I am short, at only 5’2” but my body is very fit. I have worked out 5x a week every day for the last 20 years, when I was in college. My breast we’re and still are very large and I wear a 32D bra. I don’t have much in the way of an ass, but my tits definitely make up for what I lack in ass. People may think that it is great to be a straight female staring at guys junk all day, but in reality, it isn’t. Let me put it this way, when you walk outside on a normal day…what percentage of people of. We compared notes on the one neighbor who had been fucking us both. Mom didn’t realize that I knew about him. I had to explain that I’d come home early one day from school and saw his car parked behind the barn. I sneaked into the basement and got an earful through the furnace pipes. I had to admit that we sounded about the same during sex; once we got going. She got it in the house; I got it in his barn or the back seat of his car. Sex was sex no matter where it happened.He had to use a condom. Jen looked sad; she really did want to have dinner there.There were a lot of people waiting there to be seated. The hostess called the name "Dobbs". A good looking black couple stood up and came forward. The man looked at us and asked the hostess if his table seated four people. She looked down at her paper and checked and said that it did.He looked over at me and Jen and asked us if we would like to join them for dinner. Jen smiled at me and shook her head yes. The man told the hostess that.