I almost jumped on the table when Kat spoke behind me. I wondered why she was up so early."I'm working on a plan to free a girl from a bad situation. ...hy are you up so early? I figured as late as you went to bed, you would sleep in today."She came up beside me and as I turned to her, she took my face in her hands and pulled me down and kissed me. Oh God, I thought, here we go again. It lasted for a couple of minutes then she stepped back to look at me. I felt kind of dazed and she must have. I'm hungry for your cum." With one hand on my butt, the other wrapped around my dick, she sucked just the head into her mouth. I looked down into her tear-filled eyes as they sparkled in the light from the bedside lamp. They almost looked light blue at that moment. Her cheeks were streaked with tears. I thought, maybe I was wrong. I was thinking she was putting on an act to try to get me to fuck her. Either she is the greatest actress, able to call up tears on command, or she really. And we make no excuses for it; we love to have sex and we’re extremely good at it. Anyone that complains about it or expresses disgust at how often it happens is just jealous they’re not in our shoes.The tip of his tongue brushes enticingly against mine and all of my resolve crumbles; all rational thoughts fly totally out the window. I shove my fingers roughly through his hair and down his neck; my nails painfully digging into the skin as he releases me from his tight embrace, slides his hands. Just a little too late, Jeff decided to re-assert his ownership of Margaret (and I have no doubt that is how he thought of it); he emerged from the bar and came over to sit down between us. It didn’t matter now – Margaret and I had connected and Jeff was way behind the curve. I looked over at my hero wing man and gave him a discreet thumbs-up out of Jeff’s line of sight. He gave me a big cheesy grin then he and his pal announced they were heading to another watering hole and wished us good.