My place at the bar was a regular one. I was regular too. The routine was always the same; cabernet, very rare steak, baked potato, and my favorite Ca...sar salad. I never had to order. I just had to show up and control the pace of the meal. I was a woman of routine. The eyes that were locked on to mine were not part of the routine. There was a very good chance that a newpace was taking shape and I was going to have very little to do with how fast things would progress. A hint of a smile joined. And Marin was assuredly the prettiest with Andrea as a contender. I bounced Xiomara. She was the hottest.“Yeah,” Kia grumbled, “So if Bradley is still Bradley, he’s probably telling everybody what to do and if he was only taking one girl, it’d be Zoë. Unless Mrs Leifson is just someone else entirely as an 18 year old. But then why would Reggie get Zoë? Bradley must have had Jesse backing him up.”I didn’t know shit about these people. I, Reggie and Dashawn had always flowed around the high. Higher and higher she crept until every muscle in her body tensed in expectation.'Fred!'It was a cry of need. It was a plea for help.She felt him in every part of her body. Hard, so very powerful. His muscles bunched and he tensed above her. He whispered her name and she felt him let go.For a long moment he held himself just above her before finally lowering his body to hers.He was like a warm blanket, the very best kind. He pressed his forehead to hers, kissing her with light smooching sounds. I'm married. It's so wrong." I admit, I was extremely disappointed. I was horny, really, really horny, and I was not going to let him leave without feeling his cock deep inside me. He got his blowjob, now it was my turn. Thinking quickly on my feet, I said, "It's just two friends helping each other out... Like giving a massage. It's really no big deal." He just shook his head, looking conflicted. I had to up the ante. "If you don't fuck me today, when is the next time you're gonna get laid?".