Pretty much

Tanya pulled over at a viewpoint a mile or so from his apartment.

"Here's the thing, Matt. I like you but I'm in a complicated place right now. You saw how that date went. We had to pretend to be on business because Jordan will kill us both if he suspects anything."

"Do you want me to talk to him, see if I can get him to back off?"

She laughed. "That would just get you killed quicker. No, we have to play this completely professionally. No public displays of affection, no romantic locations, no murmuring sweet nothings in each other's ears while anyone is looking."

"What about when no one is looking."

"I like what you're thinking but when would that be. Even now, how many of the cars driving by do you suspect have Peninsula High kids driving them or riding with mommy? Don't you think they all recognize my car? I'm not exactly the most reclusive student in the school. Within the next half-hour I expect Jordan on the phone demanding to know why I was parked on the side of the road in some 'watch the submarines' location."

"What are you going to tell him?"

"That you and I are trying to figure out how to integrate the football jerks into our streams, that's what. And so you'd better start thinking."

"What about you?"

"Well, I could do that. Or I could suck your dick. Because this might be the only chance we have to be alone. And I'm truly not at the point in my life or in our relationship where I'm going to suck you off in front of your mom and sister... unless, maybe it was for a stream."

"I'm thinking about the football jerks," Matt promised.

"Yeah, I thought you would be."

Tanya seemed to know her way around zippers and had his dick out in no time.

She also seemed to know her way around cock-sucking.

After a couple of minutes he reached down and grabbed a boob.

"Oh, yeah," he breathed.