After lunch, (which consisted of bad sandwiches and iced tea) the meeting droned and dragged on. I think I could’ve gotten a better deal with a lot of terms had I insisted, but I just wanted to get the hell out of there. The meeting broke up around 4; plenty of time for more adventures with Susannah, my new-found fuck friend. I managed to find a sex shop near my hotel and bought a vibrator, a Pocket-Rocket, a butt plug and Astroglide. I was getting ready for one freaky evening. I closed the deal, and had an extra night at the hotel and wasn’t leaving until the day after tomorrow. This is gonna be fun! I called Susannah about dinner, and she suggested a place to meet for dinner. Terrific Southern place with ribs, chicken, and BBQ. We sat in a back corner, had a wonderful time with a lot of laughs and when the beer got flowing, she whispered into my ear, “I’m not wearing any panties. Give me your hand.” I slipped my hand under the table, and she guided me under her white denim skirt. I slowly traced her cunt lips with my right index finger. She was already soaked. I pushed my finger into her and she let out a small gasp. I turned my wrist around so my finger could massage her G spot, and used my thumb to rub her clit. She let out a groan which she disguised as a sneeze. I finger-fucked her for a good 30 seconds, flicking her clit with my thumb. Her legs squeezed together hard against my hand, and I could feel her pussy contracting against my finger as I kept my thumb on her clit, flicking it, rubbing it, making little circles around it as my finger went in and out, in and out, in and out of her soaking quim. She bit her lower and gave a little yelp as her pussy held my finger tightly when she climaxed on my hand. I took a look at her faced when she came; a strange combination of pure ecstasy with a bit of pain thrown in. I took my finger out of her, and looked at my hand; it was just sopped with pussy juice. I looked her right in the eye and lapped her cum off my hand like it was the nectur of Venus herself. Later, after we had washed-up, we sat back down, had coffee and split a piece of carrot cake, I called for the check. “I bought you a few presents today,” I told her. “Hmm, anything I’d like?” “Maybe, but I know I’m gonna love using them on you!” “Cain’t wait!” We left the restaurant, and got a cab back to my hotel.