" His attention on the Tour hedidn't even turn to look at me.I sat down slowly. "Ahh, Matt, ahh it's "Now he was looking at me. "Excuse me, that stool...is for my buddy."I smiled and turned on the seat to look directly at him. "Matt, it's me,Michael."There was no recognition in his eyes, than he stood up a bit. "Excuseme?"I had my license in my right hand and I placed it on the bar. He lookeddown to it, then back to me. I moved it closer in silence, and he readthe name.Shaken Matt sat back down. When he noticed that I was watching his cock, he asked if he can rub his cock against my ass crack. I agreed. He immediately got on his knees behind me and started rubbing his cock against my ass crack.I had my thighs tucked together the whole time. He inserted his cock between my thighs and started to dry hump my thighs. His cock came in contact with my cock. There was some mild frotting action happening between our cocks as well.All this excitement, combined with whiskey was slowly pushing me. Deep down I hated her, (strong words I know) but it was true. The way she would talk to the men just irritated me, don't get me wrong it was not jealousy but something els.She managed to find weakspots in the men at work and exploit them. At this point I was mad at them for how fucking weak they was in front of her, for giving in to her. All I herd was "you look lovely today, can I get you a drink", "That looks heavy please let me carry it" or "anything you want love you know where to find me. "Yes momma!" Jake shouted, humping down hard. His cock exploded, shooting his liquids down my throat. I swallowed, filled my cheeks, and swallowed again. God I loved his juices! I drank them greedily, grinding my mouth on his shrinking cock. My finger d****d into the crack of his ass, the nail brushing over his puckered hole. As he squirmed slightly, he thrust his now flaccid cock into my mouth once again. A growl shook his body as his orgasmic spasm passed through him into my mouth. I sucked.