Invite Mr. Wood back to your house

"Mmmmm," you lean in close to Mr. Wood and give him a soft kiss on the lips.

You pull your mouth away before you start making out. Despite all the fun you had at the restaurant you are unbelievably horny and you want Mr. Wood badly. Being very drunk doesn't hurt.

"Why don't you sleep over?" You ask.

Mr. Wood laughs.

"I don't think your parents would approve of me sleeping over," Mr. Wood laughs. "You're welcome to stay the night at my place."

"Mmmmmm," you murmur and slide your hand into Mr. Wood's lap.

You give him a heavy-lidded look and a boozy smile.

"No parents," you say. "Not until tomorrow. Come stay over."

"You're drunk," he laughs.

"I need you," you reply and squeeze his cock through his pants. "Come over. I'll make all your dreams come true."

"How can I resist that?" Mr. Wood laughs and pulls the truck out of the lot.

You fumble with his zipper, craving the older man's fat dick in your mouth.

"Come on now," he chuckles and pushes your hand away. "It's not a very long drive."