If this is how you treat your dates then the driver can take me back to the hotel and you can find some other girl to treat like a ten dollar prostitu...te."His apology sounded sincere when he gave it. Vikki watched as he sat back and reached for the bottle and shook her head when he offered her some. After he'd poured the last of it into his glass she turned, sat on the seat and primly pulled her skirt down as far as the small amount of material would allow before she looked into his eyes. "Lucy. She was surprised to see that she hadn't actually made that much of a mess of his pants - just a very mild dampness, and a few spots of his own cum, which he teasingly used the hem of her dress to mop up. She moved to sit next to him, her knees pressed together, trying to keep his cum inside her.As the train started up again, Eric stroked her hair."It's midnight," he said. "You kept your promise. Did you have fun?"She blushed. "Oh, yes." Any regrets?" Not a one," she said. And then she looked. Finding her mouth in the dark had been a problem in the beginning, and we now made a game of it. Where it had taken me 20 seconds to get from her hairline to her mouth on the first night on the trail, it now took me several minutes to find my way from her shoulder. I was kissing all the way, of course. The mouth that I found was as firmly shut as her giggles allowed, and I had to push my tongue between her lips. Then the game was over.Her teeth opened, and her tongue darted to meet mine. When. As she exited the kitchen heading for the door I hear one last comment. Normally it's "I love you", but this time it was "mmm, so fuckable." Smiling, I popped the cork, probably the easiest bottle I ever opened. Pouring the red wine into the glass and swirling it around to bring the aroma out, it smelled different, sweeter even. I laughed at the thought she might have poured some Manichevits (cheap kosher wine) into an expensive wine bottle to add to the allure of the evening. I proceeded to.