After a couple of accidental conversations we started to look for each other in the same chat room, connecting now and then depending upon who-knows-w...at – schedules, work obligations. I’d tease her sometimes about the South, and she not only took it well, but gave it back to me, the ‘New York Yankee’ who was ignorant of the more genteel traditions. I couldn’t tell you exactly when or how our conversations grew more intimate, but it was clear that the anonymity and distance made us both feel. I had picked up my favorite suit from the dry cleaners the day before because I knew Cydney would like it, and that she would be dressed to perfection. I got to the restaurant a little early, to get our table and to thank the owner once more for putting this together for me. When he asked why I did not show up with my wife, I slipped a hundred dollar bill into his hand and told him "She won't be able to make it." I believe he understood what I meant. I ordered two glasses of wine and sat down. Both men started to move their hips causing Karen and Beth to start breathing heavier and start moving back against the men. The women started to stroke Karen and Beth’s arms, nudging them forwards, then gently lifting them and manoeuvring them until both Karen and Beth were stroking their own breasts with their heads tilted back.Seeing their actions were having an effect the women acknowledged each other a glance and returned to their plan. Whilst one woman continued to stroke Karen’s body,. He was also blocking our only exit. I looked at Andrea. At a glance, she appeared to be surveying our intruder coolly but there was a hint of worry in her eyes. Her gaze dropped to the large bulge that protruded from the crotch of his washed-out jeans. He moved gracefully, his long, lazy stride belied the ‘jock-like’ first impression which I had made. Leaning closer conspiratorially, he whispered ‘thing like this get’ s spread around, couple of babes like you could be in big trouble.’ He.