And they knew that. Other men in the bar wanted to take advantage of that.“Okay, so ten-piece for you, burger with no pickles for you, and two eight...piece orders, one with barbecue sauce, one with hot sauce,” Brooke said.They all nodded.“Be right back, sweethearts.”She sashayed away. She knew right away that they were looking. Men marveled at her buxom beauty. But at the same time, while she flaunted her beauty, she also heard catcalls. They were getting to her. She didn’t want to be just a. Not only had I been caught invading David’s privacy, here I was, legs splayed, masturbating on his bed wearing only a flimsy white T-Shirt. Apologizing through heavy tears, I rushed by him and straight to my room. I showered, dressed and left the apartment as fast as humanly possible without saying another word to him. Thankful to be working late that night, I dreaded the thought of going home and invited a friend to go for a drink with me after work. Pleasantly numbed from having shared. "What Are you doing here?!" She asked with a knowing smile."What do you mean? I am here to take you to lunch silly!" I battled back."Were you expecting someone else?" I asked in mock defensive tone.She swatted me playfully squealing a "no way bucko!" and hurried around her desk and grabbed for her purse. I lead her out to the car and off to lunch we went.Settling into our seats at a local restaurant I ordered a beer and asked her what she would like to drink. Being on her lunch. She moaned and pulled back for a second to say, "I taste myself on you Daddy." Before continuing to assault my mouth with hers. I could barely take it any more. Still kissing her, I reached one hand down and massaged her waiting pussy, getting her juices flowing again and ready for my penis to dig deep inside of her. Her wetness soaked onto my hand and I used her juices to massage her large breasts, running my thumb over her puckered hard nipples. Dragging my mouth down over them, I teased one.