“Mrs. Barone,” she said in a flirtatious tone. “Mrs. Deborah Barone.” She finished. She was the wife of Raymond Barone, the notable NYC sports writer. “So, where is your husband?” I asked as she sipped her drink. “At home.” She answered quickly. “I finally got out of the house and away from the kids.” She continued.
Deborah had a nice looking body, nice ass, perfect sized tits, and one of the prettiest faces I’ve ever seen. “So what are you doing tonight?” I asked “Nothing, hanging out here. What about you?”
“I’m here just looking at the scenery if you know what I mean.” I said.
“Well, do you want to go some where more comfortable?” She asked
I began to wonder if she was hinting something.
I grabbed her hand to lead her to a booth in the dark corner of the bar. We sat down and began to talk. Soon the subject moved from chit chat to more personal things
“So obviously you know I have kids, what about you?” She ...
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