25-06-2020, 06:56 PM
The club was beautiful and impressive. The management advertised it as the finest such club in the Islands. Each table had a linen white tablecloth, a lamp shaped in the form of a gasoline lantern, a phone, and a large placard above the table on which was engraved a table number.
The corporation group was seated in the same area of the club but at separate tables just as Preston had described. The lamp at each of their tables was unlit. Mark and Denise were at Table 26.
Within a few minutes, waiters appeared as if by magic at each table to take their orders. In addition to wine, beer, and a full array of alcoholic beverages, a wide selection of various appetizers were also available. Having just eaten, Mark and Denise both asked for a glass of wine.
There was a large dance floor, but unlike the table areas, which were all bathed in subdued soft lighting, the dance area was discreetly darkened. Five minutes after their wine arrived, Ted Martenson appeared at the table and asked if their orders were correct. Having been assured that they were, he smiled at Denise and asked her if she would like to dance. She cordially declined saying that she only danced with her husband. He nodded and moved to the Heffner's table where he asked Rena if she would like to dance. She accepted and the couple moved to the dance floor.
After a bit, Mark invited his wife to dance and moments later they were moving about the floor. They both saw Martenson with Rena. She was plastered against his body, her breasts pressed against his chest while his hands were on her ass pulling her lower body against what Denise and Mark were certain must be a very hard erection.
"Do you see that", Denise whispered in Mark's ear. "His hands are not just on Rena's ass, they're caressing it. Look! See how he's stroking her. That's outrageous and right here in public!"
The corporation group was seated in the same area of the club but at separate tables just as Preston had described. The lamp at each of their tables was unlit. Mark and Denise were at Table 26.
Within a few minutes, waiters appeared as if by magic at each table to take their orders. In addition to wine, beer, and a full array of alcoholic beverages, a wide selection of various appetizers were also available. Having just eaten, Mark and Denise both asked for a glass of wine.
There was a large dance floor, but unlike the table areas, which were all bathed in subdued soft lighting, the dance area was discreetly darkened. Five minutes after their wine arrived, Ted Martenson appeared at the table and asked if their orders were correct. Having been assured that they were, he smiled at Denise and asked her if she would like to dance. She cordially declined saying that she only danced with her husband. He nodded and moved to the Heffner's table where he asked Rena if she would like to dance. She accepted and the couple moved to the dance floor.
After a bit, Mark invited his wife to dance and moments later they were moving about the floor. They both saw Martenson with Rena. She was plastered against his body, her breasts pressed against his chest while his hands were on her ass pulling her lower body against what Denise and Mark were certain must be a very hard erection.
"Do you see that", Denise whispered in Mark's ear. "His hands are not just on Rena's ass, they're caressing it. Look! See how he's stroking her. That's outrageous and right here in public!"
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