Thread: The Bitch Came Back [LeftShield x KassyGhost]

See girls like you I can respect. No delusions, no excuses, you know why you're there and you flaunt it. How is anyone suppose to take you seriously if you don't take yourself seriously, right? He replied as she talked about her job and how she loved it, knowing how she had all the power and was milking the men dry. Jerry came over and placed the drinks down at their booth. His a glass with a ice sphere and his light brown bourbon, hers the gin with the little olive on a skewer. He picked his up and lightly sipped at his, moaning very quietly as the burn hit his throat. One of the few sins of the past he still indulged in was good drinks. Though he always forgot that drinking after taking his pills slowly stopped them from doing what they were suppose to do. Cody looked down at the bulge of his keys in his pocket and chuckled as she asked if they were Viagra. That'd be a bit presumptuous of me wouldn't it? Taking hard on pills before I even got you in my car. Besides I need...no help. He let the words slide off his tongue as seductively as possible. He knew he was impressive, both in size and skill, he had no misconceptions. Hell that was one of the reason he had stuck around with his ex for so long because she was as big a freak in bed as him and had a bigger libido too. Though the size queen being a freak out of bed as well was what hurt them. Cody looked down at her hand softly laying on his thigh, dangerously close to his ten inch cock that was slightly hard from all the flirting. Actually they are for something I have called H.A.L. It stands for Hyper Active Libido. It's a genetic thing that heightens my sex drive and gets me going when I shouldn't be. Lets just say with my...taste, it can be a bit much to handle by itself. So I take these suppressors everyday to keep the beast in check. I'm just thankful the gene seemed to stop with me, neither of my kids seem to have I guess I didn't pass it on. Talking about his kids was a desperate attempt to get the conversation back to a more PG situation but it seemed Kassy wasn't ready for a topic change. Then she talked about his wife and his senses came back to him for a moment. My wife? I haha, uh- He started to stammer, almost like she was about to blackmail him but then she pulled back. Letting him breath for only a moment before she lifting her leg over his and whispering into his ear. He wondered if his pharmacy had given him placebos because he wanted nothing more in that moment that to taste that sweet young pussy that was just out of sight. His large hand rested on the soft skin of her bare thigh, feeling the heat of her skin. His face just a inch from hers as he pulled back to look into her eyes. ...That's not kissing though. He said with a soft smirk before turning to get his drink and sipping at it again. Why don't you take a drink sweetheart. He acted like he was denying what she was offering but still his hand was on her bare thigh and holding her leg there. Keeping them spread under the table, ready for him if he so pleased. You're being a bit of a bad girl Kassy. Shame shame. He teased before putting his glass down. Lucky for you bad girls are my favorite. So I'll stick around for now. Don't stop convincing me though. Cody had gone from playful flirting to down right jumping over the line flirting. Still though in his mind flirting was fine. He could tell her all the absolutely depraved things he wanted to do to her but as long as he didn't do them, he was fine. His hand slowly rubbed her bare thigh as he kept looking in her eyes. Don't tell me this was all a ploy to get me alone? What were you out fishing for a sugar daddy at the practice? His arm across the back of the booth dropped down over her shoulders as nonchalantly as possible. Or is this just a really deep ploy to get me to come to your club tonight and pay you for a private dance? Cause if so...it's working. I'm wondering just how good at your job you are at your job. Jerry walked past their booth but Cody snapped his fingers holding up two of them to signal another round. Another drink sound fine to you? He asked while his hand just slightly creeped farther up her thigh, stopping with half under her dress, half not.