Before the bar opened Marie asked me to pull a pint. I found I did nothave the strength in my arms to do so and was impressed at how easilyMarie did ...it. Marie said I had better be "front of house" which meant Iwould be getting a lot more attention from the customers than she didbehind the bar as I would be serving the tables.She gave me a tray with some plates on and watched me serve an emptytable.Marie told me that when I served plates I should pass the plates to thenearest customer to avoid. ” “They need someone in Chicago tomorrow, and I’m the only one close enough to get there by car. The weather is delaying flights everywhere, and they don’t want to risk it. I’m already in a rental and on the road. I should be at the hotel by nightfall.” “This isn’t fair.” “I know,” he sighed, and then tried to soften the blow. “They promised me a four-day weekend once I get home.” “Well, that’s something, I guess. Are the roads bad?” “Just keeps getting better the farther north I go. Probably. His hips arched up in anticipation and he slid both his hands to the sides of her head, letting his fingers run and curl through her long red hair. His whole body seemed to grow tense.A long, low moan escaped his lips. "Ohhhh, Christ, baby," he sighed. "That mouth of yours ... you know just what to do with it..." Down across his chest her parted, teasing lips moved, until they came to his nipples. She stopped there, nibbling and teasing at one with her flashing white teeth, and then at the. It was the same place I licked the day before, her special pleasure button. Moving faster, I pulled back so I could watch her. It was amazing, the look of pleasure on her face.Without warning, she gasped, and I quickly kissed her, cutting off the cry of pleasure. Suddenly, something warm hit my hand, and it smelt different. It wasn’t pee…she hadn’t wet herself…it slowly dawned on me. I’d made her squirt. Something only a few women could, and it was such a turn on for me. I stared down at her as.