Only by finding a distant American radio station on the camper's receiver had she managed to stave off the worrying restlessness of boredom, but she w...as quite relaxed and contented now when he came back, and the warm smile on the middle-aged man's face put her even more at ease."Sorry to have to leave you so long like this, Miss Olsen... oh, excuse me, Mrs. Olsen, I forget you're still really married," apologized the middle-aged graying man quite sheepishly. Sarah found herself embarrassed by. "Aren't you even going to say hi, sexy?" he asked, chuckling a bit. And all at once, the spell was broken, my mind woke up, and I smiled back at him. "Hi, sexy!" I replied, gently laughing. "Well, are you going to come in or are you going to stand out there all night?" I asked as I winked at him. And with that, he grinned as he entered my home. I closed the door, and slowly turned around to face him. He had stopped only a couple of feet from where I was standing, and we both stood there gazing. Her fervid mind was working overtime now and she said, “All three if it pleases you, my Master.” This kind of answer did indeed please him, but he ruled out the first option by saying, “It may be fun for us, but our fucking in a restaurant might upset the other patrons and get us put in jail. However, the other two are definitely a yes.” He said as he escorted her back to their table. “Now you grab your purse and get a seat where I told you and I’ll pay our bill and meet you there shortly.. Ever so slowly. His warm fingertips sliding down on my arm made me shiver a little. He grabbed my wrist firmly and pulled me towards him. My boobs were pressed against his chest and I could feel the heat from our two bodies flowing from one to the other. I looked up to his face, he grabbed the back of my neck and started forcefully making out with me. It felt so good to finally give in. He bit my neck gently as he moved his hand underneath my top towards my breasts. I could hear his breath.