Another man in the bathroom.

"Not a bad place," Jack murmured and walked over to the closest urinal. For the last week and a half his coworkers couldn't shut up about the time they had at some bar named "Crash". Their constant chattering had driven him almost insane. By the end of the week he had **** but to check the bar out for himself.

Cheap beer and hot girls is what his coworkers had advertised, and Crash did not disappoint. He could see him coming back here again.

Slightly buzzed from a night of light drinking he rested his arm against the tiled wall, then rested his head against his arm. He tugged on his jean zipper only to jump in shock as he heard the bathroom door slam open.

"What the fuck," Jack yelled out, taken by surprise by the abrupt intrusion. His surprise turned to shock when he saw the dark haired beauty standing in the doorway looking at him like he was her next meal.

Max froze, her grip tightening around the belt of the man in tow behind her. She wasn't thinking straight, the need overwhelming her senses. The fact another man could be in the bathroom had never even accrued to her.

Quickly she glanced at the rest of the bathroom. Three stalls, three urinals, all empty except for this new man. Max looked back at the man she had dragged into the bathroom, then back towards jack. Her smile grew, two men at once, this could be fun.

Kicking open one of the stalls Max pulled the man behind her, tossing him towards the toilet.

"Sit," she demanded, then turned her attention back to the new guy in her life.

"What's going on?" Jack muttered out, unsure of what he was watching.

"Hi," Max smiled at him sweetly. "Why don't you come over here," her fingers trailed over the waist of her jeans for a moment, before popping open the button. Her hands then grasped the hem of her shirt and slowly dragged it up her body.

Jack swallowed hard, watching as inch after inch of tight tanned flesh was exposed to his view. The bottom of Max's breasts peeking out from her shirt, teasing jack for a moment before her two rosy nipples where exposed. Max let her shirt drop to the floor.

A light film of sweat still covered her firm body, making her skin gleam slightly in the bathrooms poor lighting. Jack had never seen anything so amazing. Max was breathing heavily, her perfect perky breasts heaving. Her eyes dark with lust.

Before he could even react Max reached out for him and pulled him close to her. Their bodies crushed together. Her hard nipples rubbed against his shirt and Max could feel herself tremble in excitement. Moaning she pressed her lips against his, her tongue forcing its way through his shocked mouth.

"I need you," Max moaned against him, her hand reached inside his pants and found her prize. "I need you so bad," she moaned, his cock swelling as she stroked him gently. Slowly Max walked backwards, bringing Jack with her into the stall where the other man waited.