If she had a good figure, the outfit did not do her justice.I ordered coffee, two eggs over easy with toast and a couple of pancakes. It took about te...n minutes for Sandra to bring my order. The food was fine, filling and tasty.The restaurant was empty at this point. I asked Sandra for a refill.When she brought my coffee, I asked her, “What time do you get off?”She was quite taken aback, flabbergasted and a bit embarrassed.I told her I was just passing through, was awfully lonely and wanted some. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't fantasized about her. I was single and hadn't really had any action for an embarrassingly long time. When she came over in a tight shirt, with her nipples poking out, I found it hard not to stare. When she wore yoga pants and bent over to pick something up, I looked at her panty lines (or lack of) and imagined what she was wearing under.And of course, I thought about fucking her when I lay in my bed listening to her shrill cries and moans as they had sex. I'm not. All the while I’m saying to me “pull your dam pants down.’ All I’m thinking is this really going to happen and my god I just can’t wait to see Antonio’s cock. Hubby must have surely taken his time to pick Antonio. Antonio was 6’ tall and weighed about 185 lbs. He had dark features like my husband but his built was slightly better than my husband although he couldn’t have been more than 35 years of age. Once his shirt was removed I noticed he wasn’t very hairy. I have commented over the years to. It all startedwith my putting on the panties Amy had for me. They were pastel blue hip-huggers with tiny dark blue flowers all over and blue stretchy lace trim.I was just starting to pull them up past my knees when Amy handed me asanitary napkin and said, "You will want to use this. And keep at leastone spare in your purse. You just never know what may happen today."Taking the napkin, I unwrapped it and inserted it into my panties. Bythis time, I had used so many that I was used to the way it.