He didn’t protest or anything and actually seemed interested since he’d never seen me in that way. I respected his straightness and didn’t make ... move on him. A couple of weeks later Roy invited me to lunch. When we met I somehow brought up the topic of cock sucking again and we talked and laughed a little and enjoyed the day. The whole time I was dreaming about sucking his cock. When we were leaving the restaurant, I found the nerve to asked, “Will you let me suck your cock?”Roy looked up at. “When we’ve finished our drinks, we’d better clean up so you can go,” I said, feeling pangs at the thought of Mel leaving.That thought put a damper on things, so we finished our drinks in silence. Mel dumped her can in the trash and I put my mug in the dishwasher.“Shower,” I pronounced, feeling a tight patch on my stomach where Mel’s fluids had dried.At first Mel didn’t look keen, then her face affected a pleading look. “Can you do that thing with the shower-head again? Please?”“Okay,” I. Dave was still a bit peeved about Lorraine and Andrew, but a grandchild out of wedlock wasn't even a possibility for him."Which reminds me, you son of a bitch. Lorraine needs a location for the reception so you're it. It's the first weekend in November." Oh hell, Dave, I wish you'd told me that sooner." I quipped. "I'm busy that weekend."He glared at me. "Asshole." He turned the rest of the table. "He's a complete shithead."Sean opened my calendar. "Hey Boss, it looks like you're clear that. I never felt so appreciated in my life.I drove to an area under the highway that I had sketched before that I knew was lightly traveled. Shutting off the ignition, I climbed into the back and reclined both of the seats. "I like the way you think," she said, joining me in the back. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my jeans and underwear. My tattooed beauty had removed her blouse and was reaching to unsnap her bra when I stopped her. Pushing her back on the seat, I grabbed the bottom of her.