Great. And Cassadee goes home with you afterwards.

"I sure do love drinking wine with dinner. Never fails to get me drunk, though," Cassadee whispers to you as she hangs all over you in the booth you are sharing with her, showing more and more signs she is willing to sleep with you tonight.

"Cass, I had a wonderful time tonight," you tell her as you stare into her eyes, the moment lingering far longer than she should've allowed it to.

"So did I. And I would definitely be interested in going home with you tonight John," Cassadee stammers, the **** coarsing through her system affecting her judgment.

"You really think he would approve of you being drunk and going back to another guy's house with him? That's how "things" happen Cassadee," you tell her, pressing your body into hers and kissing her right there in the booth as she kisses you back.

"Well I don't see him around here anywhere. Do you?" she whispered as you made out with her, your hands all over her tits and ass before moving between her legs as she spread them for you.

"I want your pussy Cass. I have since you walked into my office the first day we met," you told her, laying it all on the line as you groped her between her legs, sure she wouldn't object to giving it to you later.