<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Tatianna || <strong>Location:</strong> Forbidden Fruit, Bar || <strong>Tagged:</strong> Charles, OPEN.</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BaWNa1QCYAAVgzo.jpg)</div>Tatianna watched as he thought over his answer, her smile lingering while her finger traced around the top of her glass. She wondered if he would tell her something off the wall or completely over the top but to be honest that wasn't the sort of vibe she gt from him. Oh, she didn't doubt he was daring but he didn't seem to be like some looking for crazy antics and sexcapades like some over grown frat boy. No there was something else to him that suggested he might be a challenge, that he'd be intense and that his version of wild might be just the sort of thing to hit the spot on a warm tropical night.<br/><br/>Of course this was all speculation until he opened his mouth. By that point she'd already guided the equally bright straw of her drink to her lips for a sip of the sweet concoction. She could pick up only the slightest taste of the alcohol in it and immediately she knew this was one of those drinks designed to lower inhibitions. The sort of drink that got you well past buzzed before you even knew what hit you. Not that she need that sort of boost to act on her desires.<br/><br/>Twirling the tiny umbrella between her fingertips she listened to Charles' tale with interest. Anal was a big deal for some she knew, but it was the fact that he'd had the woman give up that last piece of herself in front of her jealous husband that was hot. She herself didn't have a significant other at this point but she could still imagine how incredibly arousing it had to be to have someone who knew you so intimately already watch you come undone at the hands of someone else, unable to act. She wondered to herself if the husband had been aroused at all? Had he watched with his cock straining and aching, fueling his jealousy while Charles fucked his wife? Or had he truly been too upset?<br/><br/>Tatianna herself was a big fan of pushing boundaries, of exploring and crossing lines. She liked taking risks and even more the sense that something<em>should</em>have been off limits tended to get her off faster than almost anything. All this was there to be spotted in her expression as she listened, her lips curving wickedly when Charles finally ended.<br/><br/>"You are a very naughty man," she teased. "Its a shame the guy couldn't be honest in the first place but at least you gave the woman something to remember. Though that is what you do, isn't it Charles? Leave women with memories they'll never forget... for one reason or another?"