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Each time I took a slow sip of my drink, I would bend my head over then raise my eyes to get another look.They sat down, both leaned over toward me an... put their small red purses on the floor near their feet, raising their eyes to look my way, we all three froze for what seemed like five minutes as we made eye contact for the first time. I’m sure it only lasted five seconds, but I felt my heart speed up and my dick wake up.As they rose up, they looked at one another, giggled and started. ”“Oh really? Well, I’d have to pass it by Hanna, but I’d be willing to ‘finish our business’ if you’re okay with that,” I was mostly joking and tried to laugh it off, but I remembered what Hanna had told me.“Really? I mean, I love Charlotte and all, but she is still her own woman. I wouldn’t have a problem with you two hooking up while we’re here,” he started. “And, I’m my own man. She has her dalliances and I have mine.”I kind of figured out what he was getting at, but I wanted him to say. More

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