“You ok to drive Annie?” Steve asked, when he saw there were not problems with the guy she had been dancing with. XXX Actually she felt a little relieved, she didn’t want to cheat on Stan, and he was the love of her life. She turned to see a man about her age maybe a little older smiling at her. Art was between her legs immediately. “No, thank you, you’re a good dancer.” He paused for a moment. “Well I don’t think.” She stopped short and looked at him. This man had total control over her and she loved it. They sat across from one another at the table. If he just would have come home. “So how did you know, there were a lot of women in the bar?” Annie sipped her coffee.
