Where was that idiot of a wife of mine? I'd starve to death before she ever got here. Further down the street, I saw a diner one of those 24 hour join...ts.I stumbled in taking the booth nearest the door, looking around I saw that there weren't that many people. Brushing my long brown hair from my eyes I avoided eye contact, no need to give these fuckers any reason to notice me. Grabbing a menu I was having a hard time deciding what to get.The waitress a young, skinny, blonde with legs that went. Her long, straight blonde hair was always bouncing and swaying when she was giggling and having fun with her friends. That’s what had caught my attention in the first place. Once I put my eyes on her, what kept my attention were those gorgeous big tits that she had. I had my fair share of busty women but her tits were just amazing. They were full and round, bouncy and perky, and when she wore tank tops, her cleavage was always threatening to push out over the top of it and she pranced about. She spoke first. "Something happened, didn't it, Lita?" Yes. I woke up. Brin, yesterday ... the before things, those are not ME."She looked sad. "Were we not good?"I nodded. "Yes. We were good. But Brin, I am married to Dave. What I have is his. What he has is mine." And all the stuff yesterday?"I closed my eyes. "Yes. Everything that could be tickled, it was tickled very well. But my heart, Brin ... I am Carlita, a girl from an orphanage, raised in a church. I know that all this, it is. “So, I was looking into this whole trail thing these girls want to do and here is what I found. They have a few little beer stands along the way so we can have a few while they do their thing and Leyla agreed to drive home while we sit in the back and have a few more. Then its hot tub time when we get back.”“Now that sounds perfect, if only we could get some backseat blowjobs on the way back too," I jokingly responded.The ride up went well just as it always does. Brian and I sat up front while.