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.
