I don't even want to hear what happens.' Her smile that made me wonder what just what went on between them. Pam chose the restaurant, an Italian hole-...in-the-wall with Formica topped tables, limited chalkboard menu and great food. It was advertised by just a flag drooping from an upstairs window. The clientele when we arrived was largely Mediterranean workingmen. They yelled to the waiters bustling between the crowded tables. The waiters yelled back and favored Pam. By the time we left the. Her smell had gotten to him, and he wanted more. He thrust his nose right back into her crotch and began to lick, and for a moment she let him. Then she came to her more sober senses and pushed him away. It was then that I knew that she really wanted him, but couldn’t let herself do it. And so I began to think about just how I could set it up to happen. And this is what I came up with:After an evening of some heavier than usual drinking, I got her to go upstairs with the promise of something a. This time my tongue made a wet trail along his breastbone until I reached the soft skin of this throat. I pursed my lips and made a sucking motion to raise the indented skin and felt him jerk under me. I knew I should not leave any mark on him, so I let my lips relax and I licked my way past the jutting Adam's apple until I felt the masculine jawline under my soft lips. Baring my teeth, I took gentle nips at the musky smelling skin covering his strong jaw bone and was awarded with some more. I saw them talking; surrounding Ana.She chatted with them and finally agreed to something. Then all walked away from the front of the bar. I waited just a couple minutes and then went outside. No sign of all them…I slowly walked up the street, until I came up to an open grass area, used normally as a parking lot. It was very dark there, but I heard some voices…I looked under the cars and saw just some pairs of shoes.Then I walked closer. Looking again under the cars I saw two sets of trousers.