Flirty

The two girls ordered drinks as Matt continued his story. "So anyway, I'm in this hotel room waiting for this CEO of another company, and in walks this woman wearing a trench coat. Before I know it she's getting naked, and I'm thinking 'what the hell?'. Then she says 'Hello Mr. Smith' and I'm like 'Uh... I'm not Mr. Smith...'. So we're both thinking where is this guy as the door opens again. The poor old guy looks at both of us dumbfounded, before telling us he got caught in traffic.

So I ask him 'Is she included'?"

The group shared a chuckle.

"So Spencer, where did you meet these two lovely ladies?" Matt asked.

"Oh, Cindy teaches at Amy's school, and Ashley will be teaching there soon."

"I roped him into helping out with the prom."

"You got the man from D.C. to lift a finger?"

Spencer smiled at the jab as Cindy said "I can be very convincing."

"No doubt."

"So you here long?"

"No, only dropping by to see Spence before heading to the Big Apple."

"Ah, busy man."

"No rest for the wicked."

Spencer went to the toilet. After emptying his bladder, he turned to see Cindy in the entrance. "Get in one of those stalls, now."

Spencer obeyed as Cindy followed him in before pulling down his pants and pressing against his back. Her hands begin to fondle his manhood as she whispered "I'm going home with Matt tonight, but I want to make sure you're taken care off."

"What about Ashley?"

"She's not really in the mood for another man. You'll have to make this quick too, ****."

Cindy began stroking Spencer's now erect shaft. His heart pumped fast, knowing he had fallen into another one of Cindy's traps just by going to the toilet. He knew there were plenty of women in the bar who would love to take him home, but he was growing to love Cindy's anarchy. The way she seemingly didn't give a damn who, where, and how she fucked was enthralling and scary at the same time. Any minute they could be caught, but that only added to the excitement. Her hand began pumping his cock faster. "C'mon ****, you can do it."

Her words seemed to be the thing that pushed him over the edge, causing Spencer's legs to shake. His breath became heavy, which caused Cindy to aim Spencer's cock at the toilet bowl. Spencer grits his teeth as he grunted, erupting into the toilet.

"That a boy." Spencer caught his breath as Cindy left, unconcerned with the fact that she wasn't supposed to be there. After cleaning her hands, she left Spencer alone.

Spencer went back to the bar, where Cindy was talking with Matt. The two kiss on the lips, with Cindy's hands squeezing on Matt's ass. After the kiss, Cindy looked to Spencer who continued to approach.

"Oh, hey Spence. Think I might call it a night."

"Sure. Was great catching up with you."

Matt left with Cindy in tow. As Matt opened the door, Cindy gave Spencer one last, devious smirk for the night.