This will probably never happen to me again. The brunette eye-flirting with me at the coffee shop left a gift bag at her table, and when I looked at it, it was a sexy bra with a note for it to be returned to an address if it was found. Well, when I returned the lingerie, I didn t expect her to fuck my brains out, too. Nor did I expect her to be married and tell me that I d better get dressed and get the fuck out because her husband would be arriving soon. Good samaritans really do get rewarded.
