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I asked her if she was having a good time and she just nodded her head. My hands slowly making their way down to her hips. Then I asked my wife if she had fun dancing with Mark? She again nodded her head. Finally, I asked my wife if she noticed Mark looking down at the dance floor a lot? She giggled a little and slapped my chest with her right hand, nodding her head, smiling.The slow song ended and we decided we should get going. We made our way to the table, set on getting our things and saying our goodbyes. I grabbed my sport coat, my wife grabbed her purse. She was looking under the chairs and table now, telling me she couldn't find her shoes. I looked under the table, nothing. Checked each chair, not there. She sat in her chair, confused. I sat next to her. No one else was sitting at our table, where could they have gone?It couldn't have been more than a minute and here our friend Mark was walking up to the table...carrying my wife's heels in one hand, drink in the other. What the. “Your dinner Mr Smith”“Thank you”, I replied, giving her a little smile as I did“Mr Smith, last night, I am sorry, I did not mean to”“It’s fine, I wanted it, I think you are so beautiful”She gave a little smile and ducked her head a little embarrassed at the compliment.“What is your name?” I asked her“Epsita, Mr Smith”“Please, call me Paul. It is nice to meet you Epsita”“And you to Mr Smith”I gave a little chuckle as she felt uncomfortable calling me by my first name.“Would you like to see and touch it again Epsita?”She shyly looked away and giggled as she start to put my dinner out on the table. As she did I unzipped the fly on my pants and pulled my now semi hard cock out.“Here, have a feel”Epsita turned around and looked straight at my cock, which was now starting to twitch with excitement. She moved closer to me and placed her left hand on my cock. It felt just as soft as it had the previous night. Her lovely warm hand wrapping itself around my shaft. She could get her hand.
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