I Win The First Round Of Drinks

Despite a strong opener Marcus struggles to follow up convincingly and I start to pull ahead in the match. He seems distracted by something as he lines up his shots. One time I take a confidant sip of my cosmo and catch him ogling me. I pretend not to notice and continue drinking feeling safe in the knowledge I’ll probably get a refill that he’ll have to pay for soon.

As the game reaches its close the board may as well be lined up for me as I angle the last shot. I watch as Marcus take this opportunity to walk around behind me to sip his drink. I lean over to pot the final ball. All the while his eyes are glued to my ass like he doesn’t even care about the game at this point.

“I win!” I say with a grin while strutting over to him noticing the bulge in his pants is more distinct.

“Indeed you do” he replies holding out a hand for me to shake in sportsmanlike fashion. I reach out and shake. He has a strong handshake and his hand has just about the right amount of rough texture. I then down the last dregs of my cosmopolitan and give him and expectant look.

“So Samantha what drink will you have?” he asks

“Why don’t we make this more interesting have you order something you think I’d like?” I say with a mischievous look on my face

He catches on and returns my look with equal intensity. “Oh I’m sure I’ll think of something.” Marcus turns and catches the attention of the same waiter from earlier.

“What’ll you have?” enquires the waiter with a polite smile and helpful air about him.

“He’ll take a cock up his ass!” Says Marcus lewdly and loud enough that many of the other people in the room chuckle amongst themselves.

The waiter nods “Sure thing sir” he must get this sort of thing all the time.

“Make it a large one too. That’s how he likes it y’know. I mean why else would he have stuck around with a guy like me this long?” Marcus continues the joke.

The waiter raises his eyebrows and blushes. “Er… yes of course sir” is his only cute response that just makes Marcus and everyone else in the room all the more amused as he scurry’s off.

"That's really the name of a drink?" I ask shifting a little closer to him.

"you bet it is, can google it if you like" he smirks "You'll be getting one soon anyway. I thought you'd like that, a cock up your arse" Marcus finishes not even being subtle about his desire.

“You already know me too well” I purr at Marcus with a wink.

He chuckles low and rumbly. “That so?”

I giggle back at him.

“In that case how about we play another game. But this time well have something else on the line” he grins salaciously.

“Do tell” I respond.