Yes, we do.

Robert indicated I should go first, and rather than argue I did. Which, of COURSE, meant I was TITS FORWARD, so that EVERYONE COULD SEE, with Robert taking up the rear.

And so we went, me with my blouse down around my elbows, my enhanced breasts with the big fat nipples gently bouncing and swaying as we walked facing forward. We walked past the Maître D' - a greasy looking man with a large mustache, past the ENORMOUS line of people waiting for their table to be ready full of elegant couples and some families (OH GOD, little girls are looking at my tits!!) and, FINALLY, out to the curb where about a dozen valets came up to ask if we needed help, and then THERE WAS THE LIMO.

The limo driver goggled when he saw me, eyes as round as saucers, with a lascivious smirk on his face. I swear he couldn't take his eyes off me!

"One second," Robert said, quickly untying my hands.

"Thank you," I said, gratefully, before stepping into the limo. Robert followed me and we sat, side-by-side, on an enormously long seat that ran the length of the limo. And then we looked into each others eyes, and then, as the door closed with a soft *THUNK* behind us, I nodded and then suddenly WE WERE FRANTICALLY TAKING OUR CLOTHES OFF!

I reached under my skirts and pulled off my panties and Robert unbuckled his pants and OH GOD HIS COCK IS SO BEAUTIFUL, and I just hiked up my skirts and he took about a nano-second to lubricate up and thrust deep inside of me and I SCREAMED WITH PLEASURE.

Frantically, Robert pressed a button closing the divider between our compartment and the driver, as he put the machine into gear and we slowly moved away.

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, the driver could hear me scream!! He knew what we were doing!!

And then Robert pulled out and thrust in again, and I just SCREAMED again (Yes, I'm a screamer!!) shouting YES!! and OH GOD!!! and JUST LIKE THAT!! as he fucked me and in about 5 seconds I lost my mind and tipped over into an orgasm so sweet and so powerful I knew I was bonded to this man for life.

Of course it was only another thrust or two before Robert lost his mind and came, deep inside me, and then HOLY FUCK, he didn't get soft! WHAT THE FUCK? I THOUGHT THIS MAN WAS IN HIS FIFTIES - HOW IS IT FUCKING POSSIBLE THAT HE'S NOT IMMEDIATELY SOFT AFTER CUMMING???

But he wasn't! He was ready for another go, like RIGHT AWAY! He was SO FUCKING HORNY.

"Hey Joe," Robert said, pressing the intercom button, gasping and grunting, "Uh... OH GOD... AH AH... Yeah, um... take the long way - OH FUCK - OK? Got that?"

"You got it, Mr. Manly?" Joe said. And I could just hear the delighted smirk in his voice as Robert and I fucked FOR THE SECOND TIME, this time taking a much longer time, before we both CAME AGAIN, as the limo drove over some speed bumps (and Robert bottomed out REALLY DEEP AND HARD) on the way to my neighborhood.

Well, whew! That story really got me worked up! Well, that was the story of Robert's and my first serious date, and how I met Jane, Catherine and Kaitlin.

And how I began to suspect the daughters were up to something - although I wouldn't figure out exactly what for a while yet.

THE END