Millie returns. Hunter orders something for Carlotta

Hunter smiled as he saw Millie the cocktail waitress returning. She gave him a pretty smile than held more promise than the professional waitress smile she had given other customers.

"Everything ok he...." Millie trailed off as she saw Carlotta's head bobbing in Hunters lap. She took a quick glance around, checking to see if anyone had noticed, before turning back to look at the scene in front of her.

"I see your guest arrived," she said with a husky tone in her voice. "It looks like she has everything she needs."

"Perhaps you could bring a glass of water and a napkin," Hunter smiled.

"Of course," Millie murmured, her eyes not leaving Carlotta's bobbing head.

"Do you see something you like Millie?" Hunter asked, reaching out and touching one of the redhead's hands. She gave a galvanic shudder at his touch, turning her gaze on him, her eyes wide and excited behind her heart shaped glasses.

"I'd like it very much," she breathed, turning her hand over and squeezing his fingers. "I think it would hit the spot."

"My friend seems to think so," he smiled, nodding down at Carlotta.

"She's a very lucky girl," Millie whimpered. "I better get that water and napkin for you...for her...I'll be right back."

Carlotta seemed oblivious to the exchange, completely absorbed in gobbling Hunter's cock, her tongue swirling around the tip and her hands stroking the shaft. He smiled down at the back of her head, no longer surprised at how easy it was to get a woman to do what he wanted. A woman affected by his pheromones, he corrected himself, stroking Carlotta's raven hair again.

She was slurping frantically now, **** to drink his seed and he grunted softly and rocked his hips, savouring the sweet wet warmth of her talented mouth as he watched Millie swaying back towards them, a glass of water and a cloth napkin on her tray.