His hands go underneath the fabric known as her panties, fingering her at that moment.He releases his hand from her breast, taking off her pants slowl.... Once they are off, he throws them across the room. His erection prods her covered , making her pull off the fabric. But it only reaches her knees before he pushes her on her back, forcing his swollen length inside the heavenly hole. She gasps at first, but that gasp turns into a moan as he begins thrusting. He holds up her leg as he goes deeper. You wonder what he would want to do if no-one was around. Just as you are contemplating various obscene thoughts, the waiter comes over. He looks you in the eyes and says, “Did you enjoy that? Around round perhaps?”. He has a twinkle is his blue eyes, which seem to pierce yours. You still don’t know whether he means the drinks or whether he means something else … whether he saw anything … whether he saw all of it! You don’t know what to say. I say to him, “We enjoyed it, very much, thank you.. Melissa put on the T-shirt and then she asked me for a ride to the meeting. She knew where she wanted to go so when we arrived she kissed me on the cheek and ran up to the door. I waited until she had gotten safely inside before I took off.I had been home long enough to open a beer and drink half of it when the phone rang.A very nice voice said, “You can come and pick Melissa up at nine o’clock. Will that be okay with you?”I said, “Yes, that will be fine.” Then I asked, “What kind of meeting is. Of course if she weren't wearing any . . . they invented the mile high club for gals just like her. Sometimes things got tense early, and things had to be checked in the hole, the cargo hole; it took an officer and a stew both, to handle that ass-signment.It's not as if Sheila hadn't ever been naughty, or nasty even, in her life; but just now she was, if not rejuvenated, reminded of younger days and looser ways. Also, she felt invigorated enough to give a big smile to Shawn, who was wearing.