So it was that I sat in the bar of the Tam-o-Shanter, restaurant on a Friday evening, nursing a G & T as I pursued some conversation with whoever migh...t prove interesting. I’d been seated at the bar only a short while when a rather stunning brunette woman about my age came into the bar and walked to a bar stool one space from mine. There, she sat nervously. From the way that she kept looking at the entrance, it was apparent that she was waiting for someone. As we sat for several minutes, I. Two weeks! I was devastated.That night, after I helped him pack, we made passionate love for hours, knowing it would have to last us for two weeks. The next morning, we had a quick breakfast and then drove to the airport in silence. I kissed him good-bye and cried all the way home.********The first few days passed slowly. Dave and I talked as often as we could, but I was miserable most of the time. I tried to stay busy and spend more time with the girls I knew at work, but I wasn't very good. ” He was holding his breath, allowing it leak out of his lungs before gulping a great volume back in. “No woman has ever given you her ass, have they?” He shook his head, his eyes wide in shock, disbelief, or anticipation.I kissed the head of his cock, stood, bent over to allow my breast to hang for his view while reaching for his hands to pull him from the couch. His slacks slid down his legs to his feet. I slipped his jacket off his shoulders and arms, his tie loosened and off,. Taking another bit of my food I hit the button and see a new menu labeled stats. I see her age weight and cup size but my finger stops scrolling when I see there is a stat for blow job. Scrolling further I see there are sections for all sorts of sexual stats like time to orgasm, how loud she cries out, and how likely she is to cheat.My hand shaking a bit now I see a button at the bottom labeled 'Catch'. Hitting it I see a tool tip pop up and read it quickly "You are now trying to catch a pet,.