On the waiting list and hungry for lunch

In the rush to get packed and clear for the block of hotel rooms reserved for the wedding, you only get word about the RV safety repair once you and Mary are back in the lobby.

Still working on it.

Mary laughs. "I suppose our guardian angels are doing what they can to make our little trip longer, honeybear."

"When you look at it that way, I'm not gonna argue, sweetie-pie." You put your arm around Mary's waist as you wait in line for the registration desk.

Up at the desk, you find out that they can't promise you a room.

"I can put you on the waiting list," the clerk says brightly. Lindsay K as her nametag has it, has a nice smile and sparkling hazel eyes in her honey-brown face. "We'll call if there's a cancellation."

"That would be just the thing," you tell her.

Turns out you don't need to do anything special to check out, but you review the bill and that's it unless someone raided the mini bar behind your back. Lindsay K takes your overnight bags, hands you a bag ticket, and you're free for now.

"It comes to me, sweetie-pie, that we're straight-up noon and I didn't get breakfast. Or perhaps that I didn't get to finish my breakfast."

"Oh, you naughty man, I believe you would have wanted a second helping."

"Well, that was on the menu, sweetie-pie. Though it seems to me our second slice of pie had gone out looking for some pie of her own."

Mary just laughs.

"And I must confess that if they'd found a room for us, I would have chosen second breakfast over lunch."

Mary blushes. "I suppose I do know who I married. And I've never regretted it."

"Sweetie-pie, you know you straight-out stole me off Mandy before I could marry her, and it must be everyone's angels looking after us that we still all get along."

"More than get along, you," Mary says, poking you.

"Fair." You've never actually quit giving Mandy a good time in bed. Or on any handy chair, table or counter. Just not very regularly. In truth, Mary gets more of Mandy's pussy than you do. "Mandy sings your praises too, sweetie-pie."

"God loves love," Mary says.

"Amen."

"Amen," Mary echoes.

Over twenty years with you, Mary, and Mandy pretending you're not practically all married, with you and Mary especially deliberately not noticing when one of you has been banging Mandy. You might as well move in together one of these days, if Mandy can bear to share a kitchen, and if Mary can leave a little space between her angels for Mandy to decorate a little bit. Not to mention what Sarah, Shasta, and Deenie would think.

Your stomach rumbles.

"So we're in town for another day and night, and we only know two people here, Master Patrolman Dana Knox, who is a busy public servant, and Linda, who is a cutie for sure, but she talks kinda fast and was gonna try to break up the wedding."

Mary laughs. "Not any more, honeybear. At least I pray she gives the bride and groom space and time to let love open the door to grace."

You have 2 XP, +0 Hard, +0 Hot, +1 Cool, +1 Control, Eat Pussy, and Submissive (your wife Mary)

Choose Lindsay K, fast-talking Linda or Patrolman Dana and Roll +Cool(+1) to connect today, or just go to lunch somewhere close and see who you see.