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... our dishes as linger over our drinks. I excuse myself and retreat to the men’s room, when I return Kathy has ordered another round of ale for us. My turn she tells me and excuses herself. I am enjoy her walk away thinking to myself she has cute ass. Kathy looks over her shoulder and catches me checking out her ass smiles at me. Kathy is about 5.9 medium build firm breast, round ass and long legs. She has shoulder length blond hair; eyes. She is wearing lite weight summer blouse, that set off the blue in her eyes, and a dark skirt that fell just below her knees and sandals. Kathy returned and asked me so did you like my behind, I blush and say why yes I do, we laugh. I ask Kathy if she had been married before, Kathy tells me that she had but it didn’t work out and they divorced. Kathy tells me she has been unattached since, going on to say she doesn’t date much because of her parents. Kathy tells me that some of the guys she had gone out with made former boyfriend than a current one. Kathy looks at me and says, Hank I am enjoying our date. I smile and say, me too. Kathy asked if I was married, I tell her no recently divorced after many years of marriage. We finish our drink and leave the bar Kathy is a little unsteady on her feet. I ask are you ok to drive; I would be but, it’s too late to get my car out our lot; Hank my car is locked in until morning. I suggest let’s go back to my hotel to get my car and I will drive you home; adding it is the least I can do for such a ...

... pleasant evening. Kathy slips her arm around mine and we stroll, arm and arm to my hotel. I ask her if she would like wait in the lobby or come up to my room with me while get my keys. Kathy asks coyly Hank are you asking me to your room, I chuckle and say well I suppose I am. I tell Kathy to make herself at home, as I step into the rest room. When I come back Kathy is sitting on the couch and has raided the mini bar, saying I hope you don’t mind I made us drink’s. I sit down on the couch so I can face her as we talk. Kathy tells me it’s too bad room doesn’t look out over down town the lights are pretty at night. We chit chat some when Kathy asks if she could use the rest room, I reply by all means, su casa es me casa. She tilts her head quizzically; sorry it’s Spanish for your house is my house. Kathy asks do you speak Spanish. No, not really I reply, it’s a mixture of English and Spanish, Spanglish. Kathy tells me I want to hear more, when I get back. Kathy returns say tell me why Spanglish, but I am going to refresh our drinks first. I not for me I won’t be able to drive you home. That’s fine by if you don’t mind…I start to get hard as I am thinking to myself woohoo! I reply I wouldn’t mind one bit. Good truth be told if you take me tonight I have to catch the bus to come back to get my care tomorrow. We have a win/win situation. I think Doh! Kathy brings our drinks and sits rights next to me and say explain Spanglish to me. I suppose I should give you some history I grew up in ...