Chapter 2

Wendy sat leaning against Dan as he fingered her pussy. He continued for another moment when Andrew brought their meals.

“How are you and Heather doing?”

“Fantastic, what a woman! I thought she might mix work with pleasure, working at the Hen House. She could have her choice of any man in there on any given night, but she will only let you fuck her.”

“Do you want her to stop our fucking?”

“No, she says how good you are to her, and I appreciate that.”

Wendy turned more towards Andrew, spread her legs, and leaned back against Dan. He needed no invitation, and his mouth and fingers quickly enjoyed her pussy.

“You certainly are a horny little devil,” he commented as Andrew left.

“You’ve made me that way. I’d let him fuck me if I thought we could get away with it.”

Andrew checked on his favourite customer several times during their meal. She paused her meal to allow Andrew to have another serving of her pussy. Dan watched him arouse his wife to the point that she made him stay on her pussy until she finally had to stifle a sensual-sounding cum.

“Thank you, Andrew; you certainly provide good service.”

“It’s my pleasure,” he smiled, his lips moistened with her juices. Andrew left to wash his face, and Wendy finished her meal.

Andrew returned to take away their plates and asked them if they’d like to have any dessert.

“Yes, I would,” Wendy replied, grasping his belt and pulling him closer. She boldly unzipped his fly, releasing his cock, and began to suck on it. Dan smiled watching Wendy bring Andrew’s cock to life. On and on, she sucked, her tongue washing every inch of his cock.

Soon Andrew had to warn her, and she replaced her mouth with her hands. She kept her mouth open, and Dan watched as his cock erupted, firing spurts of cum into her mouth. It pooled on her tongue, and she turned her head to Dan. He saw the creamy liquid in her mouth and, placing his hand lightly on her throat, kissed her before she swallowed.

“Fuck, what you do to me!” She sighed. Andrew had accepted that Dan would kiss his wife after swallowing his cum and was giving the same pleasure to Heather. Wendy returned to his cock, sucking the most she could, then coating her lips and offering them to Dan.

“Thank you for dessert, Andrew. It was very delicious.”

“It was my pleasure,” he replied, returning his cock to his pants.

“You can bring us the bill, Andrew,” Dan said.

Andrew returned, and Dan paid with his debit card plus the customary fifty-dollar tip for his discretion. Wendy stood, her breasts still out of her dress. “Would you accept a kiss from me even though I swallowed your cum?”

“Yes, I would.” She placed one hand behind his neck, the other guiding his hand to her bare tit, and offered him her lips. They had a short but passionate kiss, then a small one. She slipped her tits back into her dress, and Dan thanked Andrew for another enjoyable meal.

Dan walked hand in hand with Wendy through the Convention Centre complex. He always admired her sensual-looking body, and many men appreciated it too. They entered the Constellation bar, and she directed him towards the back wall.