I was halfway through my 3rd beer of the night and the guys beside clearly had lapped me a few times over in the drinking race that night. They were d...inking scotch and had a few empty glasses in front of them. The White guy was loud and clearly drunker than his friend. He asked why I was nursing my beer and I laughed and said I didn’t plan on having a late night. He told me that was nonsense and order me a scotch and told me to come over to the stool next to him. They both introduced. ‘Hello, Emma, it’s James here.’ There was a sound of deep regular breathing as if the caller were making a huge effort to compose herself. ‘James, I — oh god, it’s really you — er, it’s Emma here — did you get my note?’ Trying without success to think which one Emma might be, I thanked her politely for the note and assured her I had been going to ring her, but I told her very firmly that I could not talk to her from work. I could not resist asking how she had managed to track me down so. But this he didn’t expect at all. “I’m sorry,” finally finds its way from his lips. Shaking her head, Tabitha takes his hand in hers, guides it back between her spread thighs, and slowly rubs it up and down her hungry slit, “Don’t be. I’m not. I wanted it. You can have this,” she coos, “you can have me. No one will know. I need this Steven. Please don’t stop….Do this for me and I’ll do anything you like for you.” Tabitha angles Stevens hand so that his fingers slide back inside her. Her eyes. "Now," he said with determination.At his word, it all happened at once. As energy from the couple in the club surged in mutual release, Sienna's entire body convulsed, her hips bucking in time with Jasper's deep pounding as he exploded inside her. She felt the impact of each spurt of semen splashing through her insides, sending wave after wave of ecstasy through her being as her orgasm rocked through her core. She felt like it lasted forever, her mind adrift in a psychic sea of bliss."Fuck,".