Check whether she's lying.

The booth is dark and she slips her dress high up her thighs, parting her legs just a little.

I sip my drink and looking her striaght in the face drop my hand between her legs, pushing her dress just a little higher and feeling her toned thighs. She grins and lets her thighs part a little further.

She's not lying - i can feel her soft pussy under my hand and she gasps just a little. I press a finger between her lips, now moist and she groans a little, moving to face me and offering better access.

I drink again and work my hand over her slowly parting lips - she moves a little closer.

I withdraw my hand, now slightly damp from her juices - she's having way too mcuh fun for a cheating ex.

I consider what she can do for me.