Vaughn's was in the middle of a bustling shopping area. Rachelle was following Robert as he placed some of the packages into his red sports car. He turned and led the way to Maggie. Rachelle thought he had good taste. The place was just becoming busy with shoppers needing a caffeine burst before they continued.
Sitting under the canopy on the corner of the outside cafe, afforded them plenty of room to people watch. A young buxom blonde came over and asked their order. Rachelle looked around seeing the busy city around them. Her mind drifted to what she had privy to. His organ was so fantastic. Her mind allowed her to almost feel the strength of his beautiful noble cock.
"Rachelle, Rachelle you are a million miles away. Care to share?" Robert asked interested.
Rachelle got caught again. She covered well, pointing out a couple dressed alike must have been in their seventies. Robert put his left hand on the table as he looked into her face. He sure couldn't find anything wrong with her. She was so kind, so beautiful, considerate to a fault. He had to know if she was married. He finally had to just say it.
"Rachelle are you married?" Robert said with deep interest.
He instantly saw the clouds cross over her eyes, they left as quick as they came. She smiled a little less brightly.
"No, Robert I'm alone." Rachelle said softly. 'I see you are, though."