Those teenage boys she works with are going to have a bit of a show today, she feels kind of bad – but not enough to stop her. She’s distracted al... day…What does he look like? Will they get along? Is he as good of a lover as he is a writer? Her panties are soaked. She wonders if he will be able to smell her arousal. The time is finally here, she walks into the bar, looks around wondering if he’s there yet. And then she sees him siting in a dark circle booth at the back of the bar. He is looking. Ok, if this was the direction the conversation was going to go, if he was willing to get their words dirty, then fuck him.“Months ain’t very long, asshole.”“You dated him for what, bit over two years? I was with Minerva for decades, kid.” He said ‘kid’ with all the viciousness of an angry mentor, someone who knew where to dig to deal damage, someone whose opinion he figured she thought highly of. And she did.“You saying I didn’t love him as much as you did Minerva?” She regretted it the moment. Evidently she really liked having her breast felt up. She even moaned a bit as I caressed her nipple. She had her head resting on my shoulder facing my neck. I bent down and placed a kiss on the top of her head. That caused her to squirm a little and she whispered, "Thank you Greg." I still wanted more and evidently so did Patty.We would watch TV like that several times and each time she made sure that my hand was cupping her breast. One time she was wearing a tube-top and after about five. Our vigorous sloppy fucking results in my dick coming out of Yuki and poking her at least twice. When she stands up straight, I grab her and carry her to the bed, making her squeal again. Pushing her down, I raise and spread her legs, getting another taste of pussy, slurping and nipping at her clit.She turns over, presenting her derriere toward me again, hugging a stray pillow close under her. “Fuck me from behind again,” she demands, wiggling her ass.“Glad to!” I slap one cheek playfully, then.