Yes, I did wonder.”“We napped for a few hours after dinner, but then went dancing again, at ‘On the Briny’ this time. We didn’t get there un...til 11:30, and some of the same people were there, including the waitress and bartender.”“They didn’t stop you last time.”“No, they like watching and they wanted us to stay there the night before, as I found out later. They were happy to see us come back. They weren’t the only ones. The two men she danced with last time were there again, and one of them. But this was her house, her domain. Should he bow? Kneel? Kiss her ring?None of those would have been as shocking as what happened next. Like watching a glass dropped on a hard floor, the beautiful, powerful and regal Madame Carronade shattered. The steel straight posture melted and her carefully controlled face broke. She began to silently sob, tears marring her perfect makeup. Her hands flew to her face and wrenched at her hair. She slid out of the chair and to the floor. No longer Madame. "I hope it worked out okay."I said, "Yes, it worked out beyond any expectations I could have imagined."We all laughed. She said, "Bye!" She left.Lisa said, "Sit down." I sat in a kitchen chair but she pushed it and me away from the table. She sat in my lap with her arms around my neck. I put my arm around her waist. She said, "That's more comfortable." She squirmed a little. "Someone's happy to be here."I said, "The rest of me is, too. It's very easy to be happy in your presence. She kissed me. I note, briefly, that Max is talking about a new stock offering, some company that makes valves for the oil and gas industry—but I’m distracted. Lateshay then does the sweetest thing. She moves in front of me, rubbing those huge honeys across me while still keeping my cock in her hand. She takes a long sip of her drink, sets the bottle on the bar and picks up my tumbler. Lateshay hands my drink to me and then kneels down and commences to give me a delightfully saliva soaked cock sucking. .