He took his right hand, and leaning forward, he used his index finger and rubbed very gently over her lips.She wriggled her nose and licked her lips w...th her tongue.He waited a second; then rubbed her again. She shook her head slightly, puckered and un-puckered a couple times. He could tell she was almost awake.He sat up, resting his left hand between her thighs, his right hand on the back of the sofa, and kissed her.She opened her eyes and smiled.“Good morning beautiful,” he said.She answered,. We went to the exit, and I led her upstairs to the stalls. Aside from the “normal” ones, this shop had a “partner box”, which was double as wide as the other ones. That was the one I led her to. Triss hesitated, unsure what to do. “What’re you waiting for?” I asked. He shrugged and came into the stall with us.Inside was a wide seat with leather upholstery, and a screen with coin slots at the opposite side. Besides that were tissue dispensers and a trash can, which smelled faintly of sperm. When. Dinner was great. We talked and flirted. It was like we were meeting for the first time. I fought to ignore the flirting from the waiter and the ogling guys at other tables. When she got up and went to the restroom one guy looked over and gave me the "thumb's up".We had a few glasses of wine and finally left the restaurant. Once in the car I could feel tension. Sexual tension. My hand touched hers as I reached for the gearshift while her arm rested on the console. I'm sure there was an actual. Johnny woke up the women the next morning. “Get up my lazy wives, and let’s go for a run.”“I have a better idea,” said Mia as she stretched her hands over her head, her pert breasts on display. “Instead why don’t you finish what you started last night. Seems to me the dream ended before your Asian wife had her turn.”Johnny grinned, dove back into the bed and did his best.The conversation at breakfast was lively. Rachael was especially animated. “I can’t believe I was like that back then!” she.