There was always a great deal of sexual tension between them. She had been coming to his bar for weeks now, and it was hard not to notice his chiseled good looks.

Jill knew she was a good looking woman, but knowing it and acting on it were two different things. She could have easily picked up one of the other locals that were in the bar as often as she was, but they weren't as attractive to her as Mark was.

Mark was the night manager at The Excuse Room. He was in his late twenties, dusty blonde hair and a goatee. He wasn't a tall man, probably about 5'9" or so. It looked like he had an athletic body. She loved watching him in action. She decided tonight was going to be the night. But not after three or four daiquiris. Jill glanced up at him from behind the bar.

"Hey. What would it take to get another daiquiri?" she whispered seductively to the barkeep. "Six ninety five, of course," he replied. Jill rolled her eyes at him. She decided to try again.

"No, silly. What would it take for me to get another daiquiri?" she asked again, this time licking her lips seductively. Jill could feel his eyes on her as that little light on his head went off. Or maybe this time the light was in his pants.

Mark smiled at her. "If you would like to, we can discuss payment for your next drink in the office?" he smiled as he took all of her in. Mark turned to one of the assistant bartenders.

"I'll be back, I'm going to punch some numbers." Jill chuckled. She followed him into the office, through the hallway past the rest rooms. She heard the door lock as soon as he closed it. She turned around to see him. "Come here," Mark commanded. She took four steps forward and was immediately eye to eye with him. She threw her arms around his neck, playing with the hair on the back of his head. "

Yes?" she whispered. He didn't say a word, instead his arms wrapped around her, pulling her against his chest. They kissed like long lost lovers, their tongues rolling off each others.

Jill couldn't help but laugh, as Mark guided her towards the couch. He laid her down on the cushions. She looked up at him. "Some payment for the drink!" she said. Mark suddenly looked concerned. Was he reading the signs all wrong? "It doesn't have to be, your a great kisser. That could be enough if..." she didn't let him finish. Jill pulled Mark down on the couch, landing on top of her.

He put his arms on her hips as his tongue and mouth made their way to her neck. She whimpered at his touch. She reached between them, unzipping his slacks and rubbing his cock up and down. Jill felt his hand shoot from her hips to under her shirt, cupping her C cup breast Quickly, Mark reached for the bottom of her shirt.

Jill raised her arms, feeling the fabric lift off her chest. She felt his hot breath on her neck and shoulders. She slid her hand down his belly, pushing his pants around his ankles. He kicked off his shoes, sliding his pants off as quickly as he licked her neck and shoulders. She raised his shirt off him as well.

Mark reached behind her, unhooking her clasps and sliding it down her arms. Jill shrugged, letting the straps fall from her shoulder as she pulled her arms free. The warm air of the office enveloped her breasts. Mark began to kiss her breasts, sucking her nipples into his mouth. Jill unzipped her pants, teasing them down her tanned legs. She moaned as she felt his tongue make soft contact with her nipples.

Mark reached down, kicked off his boxers as his cock sprung free. Jill raised her hips off the couch, pulling off her panties. Jill stroked his cock, rubbing it against the lips of her pussy. She felt his hand rubbing her pussy between their bodies. She pulled his mouth from her breasts back to hers, sucking his tongue into her mouth. She licked his lips, as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her wet lips. She needed more. "I think you more than paid for the drink," he said in between kisses.

"Well consider this the tip," she whispered as she pushed his cock all the way inside her. They kissed deeply, tongue playing with tongue. Mark began thrusting inside her. She left out a whimper as she tightened the grip her pussy had on his cock. Quickly she began reciprocating his thrusts, pushing him harder into her.

Mark changed his rhythm, now grinding his hips left and right against her. Jill began moving under him, feeling the weight of his body on hers. She moaned "More, more more." Her hands grabbed his back, digging her nails into his skin. Mark reached behind her, squeezing her ass. Jill reacted more, thrusting under him quicker. "I'm so close, baby. Take me there!" she cried out. Mark's hands released the grip of her ass and propped him against the couch, holding himself above her. He began thrusting harder into her.

She felt the hairs on his chest as they rubbed against her nipples, making them harder. His tongue caressed her neck and ears. She pushed him faster into her body, feeling his balls slap against her each movement.

"Baby, I'm there!" she screamed as her body tensed up. "I'm cumming!" He felt the release around his cock, as the pressure inside her loosened. Jill kept pushing his body into hers, wanting to feel the release of cum inside her pussy.

She licked his earlobe, gripping his body tight. "Fill me up, baby. Fuck me until you cum in my tight pussy," she whimpered, still on a high from her recent cum. She pushed him harder, feeling the tip of his cock pressing deep inside her. He smiled down at her, seconds away from his cock exploded inside her pussy. Mark's body tensed up as he came inside her, shooting wads of cum inside her.

He smiled down at her, She grabbed him and kissed him deeply, feeling his juices mixing with hers. They kissed deeply as he sat up. Quickly they both got dressed. Jill sat back down at the bar, and for the rest of the night she could feel his cum deep inside her.