We take our coats off while still kissing, we get out of our boots. I pull you towards the room. I sit on the edge of the bed, you sit besides me. My ...and moves up to your face, I kiss you urgently. My hand moves towards the back of your neck, up to your hair clip. I take the hair clip out, you know I prefer your hair down, but I enjoy taking it down myself. I throw the clip on the floor, I run my fingers through your hair, while I’m kissing you. I love the way your hair falls around your face.. My mind wandered to me and Shane and April and my bulge got even more uncomfortable. I shifted on the bed. Patrick said, "You've got to have a signal, you know, like the old sock on the doorknob or whatever." I laughed. "What do y'all use?" I said. "I see girls leaving here all the damn time." Patrick laughed. "Well, a blue post-it means 'Don't interrupt'." "Gotcha," I said. "I'll be looking for the post-it." "But lately it doesn't matter," he added nonchalantly. "What d'ya mean?" I. I lay down on top of her getting my cum all over both of us. I love it and start kissing her again and then start working my way down her body. I have my hand inside her thighs gently touching her clit. She is trying hard to get me to rub harder but I am just teasing her. I lick her nipples and then her stomach. I make little circles with my tongue on her hips, first left and then right.I lick her ass and she moans loudly. I lick her thighs and make circles with my tongue around her pussy. I. , What woman wouldn't want to have dinner with all you handsome men.".The restaurant was a short walk from the office and within fifteen minutes we were seated at a table enjoying a bottle of good wine. Throughout the dinner, Cheryl was her usual flirtatious self and it was obvious she had aroused the desires of the two other men at the table. After the meal we retreated to a nearby bar where we were able to find a cozy corner booth that seated three. Cheryl playfully sat in the middle between.