Yes, you both come to the bar

When you make it up to her desk, Lauren is practically shivering with excitement, and she looks flushed. But then she gives you a wicked grin and stands to gives you a kiss. "Someone was a naughty boy, spying on John for me! I was not the least bit subtle today, and he asked us out for drinks. You don’t have to go if you don’t want, but I am."

It caught you off guard that she’d already decided, but you suppose by scouting out his cock you had basically given her permission. Well then. Arm in arm you headed out.

You and Lauren walk into the bar. You see him watching you from across the room. "Ummm I have to go to the bathroom" you stammer out and hurry away as she walks over to my table and sits down next to him.

As she sits down, he leans over and says, "You know this is not the first time this has happened to me, but it is the first time, it has happened with a person I truly wanted to happen with. I'll admit before Mark came along, I had a huge crush on you."

He places his arm around her waist. Her eyes are still fixed on his pants. As he squeezes her tiny waist, she reaches out a hand and starts tracing the outline of his cock through his pants. He looks up and sees you walking back to the table. I with these high bar tables you can see exactly what she is doing.

You are wondering what was going through her mind, what is her intent? Is this just friendly drinks with a bonus feature of teasing and flirting?

"So, John..." she purred. "I think after this round, you should come back to our place. It’s been so long since we’ve spent time together outside work."

Her directness surprised you, but you just watch in silence, curious where this might lead. Would John really fuck another man’s wife? That was a stupid question, of course he would. Who wouldn’t? You held your tongue for the time being

A few minutes later John finishes his drink and asks...