Max steps up

Will takes one step forward but sees the look on Jeff's face. He puts his hands up like he's been caught about to steal from the cookie jar. Max, on the other hand, doesn't need to be told twice. He's already around the bar with his hand on his belt. Lucy purrs seeing him walk up. "All of your fantasies are going to come true, honey," she says looking back up at Jeff.

"Max, dude, you can't. She's not well," Jeff says to the approaching bartender.

"She looks healthy to me. Besides, you broke up with her. Fair game, right, slut?"

She shakes her head, "again, Jeff's slut." Lucy closes her mouth tight as Max positions himself in front of her face.

He starts to unzip his jeans. "Come on, babe, he dumped you. You can be my slut."

"Jeff could move away in the middle of the night, change his identity, and never talk to me again, but I'll always, ALWAYS be his. No matter how much he wants to deny it."

"Fine, whatever. Open your mouth, Jeff's slut," he opens his fly and pulls his cock out through the side of his briefs. It bounces as it's released, already fully erect. Lucy smiles and points to the left side of Max.

"Jeff, can you stand over there where I can see you?"

"Lucy," Jeff says as he moves to where she's pointing, "I don't need you to do this."

She looks up. Her lower lip trembles. Her whole face frowns. "You do because if you think you don't need me it's because I haven't been giving you everything you want." And before he can say anything else her eyes turn to Max's cock. her hand grips the bottom of his shaft and her tongue runs up the length to his bulbous head. It's a couple of inches bigger than Jeff's and slightly thicker. The only other cock Lucy's sucked in the last six years was Will's that one time. As she reaches the head and wraps her lips around it she needs a moment to adjust to the girth. Max groans as she slowly tests how deep she can take it.

Jeff is stunned. He stares down at Lucy with her hand around the bartender's cock. She's taken it all the way down to the top of her hand which is still wrapped around the bottom of the shaft. Fuck her blow jobs were always amazing. She sees the drool spilling out over her hand. He knew what was next. it was a pattern he was familiar with. At her most eager times, she'd suck his cock daily. When she didn't want to waste any time getting him off she'd drool all over his cock and her hand. Next, just as she was starting to do with Max, she'd slide her mouth up with her hand following. Constantly drooling to keep him nice and lubricated. She'd keep her hand moving no matter what her mouth was doing. If she needed to take a breath, her hand moved up and she'd do an insane twisting maneuver with her fist.

It felt like an out-of-body experience. He'd watched her so many times and now here she was with her mouth around another man's cock. He could feel in his pants what Max was experiencing. "Lucy," Jeff whispers. Lucy, who had closed her eyes when she started sucking Max off, looks up at him. She gazes at him and pops her mouth off. She gasps. Drool is dripping off her chin. She keeps stroking Max's cock just as he knew she would.

"Yes, honey," she gasps.

He doesn't actually know what he wants to say. "I..."

"Can Will play now?" She asks and her eyes flick past him. He hadn't noticed Will had snuck up behind him and was watching everything unfold.