“Thank you.” Was all she said. They both turned back to watching people all dressed in formal attire. A cute little waitress stopped by and asked...what they were drinking and if they wanted some more. They both gave her their orders and she walked away. Jacob’s hand slid up higher on the thigh beneath the tablecloth and he felt the leg relax and part company with its pair.“Did you think she was cute?” Tracey asked. He looked over at her quizzically so she continued. “The serving girl. Did. The whole idea seemed absurd. I was married. I was happy. My sex life was great. But the thought of being with her – kissing her, touching her, licking her – I just couldn’t get her out of my mind.I wanted her. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted her to fuck me.I picked up my phone. It was 9pm on a Saturday. I was home alone – my husband was away on a business trip – and I was starting to feel tipsy halfway through my third glass of wine.It was only 8pm on the West coast –. More

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