Tracy opened her lips and quickly pecked repeatedly at the sensitive hole withthe tip of her tongue. Johnson moaned and began to writhe in his seat. T...acy,being the consummate professional, stopped just before he lost control. "Somepeople call it the 'woodpecker' after the bird," she said as she squeezed hishard cock. "I prefer to call it that because after I do it, a cock feels likea wooden pecker." After allowing him a minute of so to calm down, she leaned forward and envelopedthe head of his. “What’s the matter, girl?”I blinked myself awake from the inner litany, staring at him for a second, still uncomprehending. “I—are we done?” I asked, shaking my head a little to clear it. “Um, does that mean that I did okay?”“I wasn’t exactly ready to stop, but okay…” He muttered, clearly irritated. He didn’t move to untie me, though. “Look, I just wanted to know why you were so still and quiet. Usually during sex of any sort you’re making sounds and squirming and twitching or… something.. I asked my friend if she knew him & turns out he was one of her boyfriend's friends from New York visiting. She tells me he came over for the weekend & stayed with them but he was leaving early tomorrow morning. Her next comment sealed the fact I wanted him. "I caught a glimpse of him showering by accident. He's got a pretty big dick!" That comment & the attraction I felt started arousing me. I get closer to him & I catch him stealing glances of me. Our eyes meet a few times & he begins looking. ....dancing girls. Everywhere the waitresses are in short skirts. I’m just terrified to look anywhere, I’m completely unprepared for this, I don’t even have a jacket and I know if I look at one of the lovely girls, waitressing or on stage, I’m going to get an erection and be the laughing stock of my work colleagues. How I regret my decision to come and already I’ve resolved never to go out with anyone ever again. But I still have to get out of this situation.One of the other blokes who works in.