I couldn’t help but stare at her standing there. When I walked in I expected to see at least a half filled bar since it was a Friday night. She would normally wear outfits to work that would hide her body. I can feel her tongue against the shaft as she goes up and down. She pulls down my briefs and grabs my hard cock with enthusiasm and starts stroking it up and down every so often licking the head. She quipped back at me. And besides I had more interesting wagers if you’re up for it.”
“I hope your team is ready because I’m bringing my A game this week”. She drops down to her knees but this time with a smile. She was wearing a white button down shirt and a black skirt that went just past the knee but was form fitting with black high heals on. “Are you going to invite me in or are we watching the game on the porch?”
She had a bag of chips in one hand and a bottle of jack in the other. As I go to put my hands on her breast I get a quick feel before she pushes me back on the couch.
