Whatever else we might be at the Vingt-Deux we are discreet. Although I work with the band, on this particular Tuesday afternoon I was behind the bar... instead of Henri, our usual barman. Henri is a good friend, and I was happy to help him out when he needed the afternoon off. Tuesdays are always very quiet. I know because I sometimes slip in for a blanc sec. This particular Tuesday was no exception with myself behind the bar, and just two other women sitting at the bar, nobody else. . But lately I feel like I'm competing with the cat clan for Steve's attention.Steve and I don't live together. We aren't that serious yet. Every time I try to get serious with Steve the cats seem to sense it and move in. Take last night for example."Yoo hoo...anybody home?" I asked, as I banged on Steve's front door. He'd promised me a hot night in bed and I was there to collect.A scruffy black cat shot out of the pet door and darted past my feet. I rang the doorbell again. I wanted in away from. After 5 mins we entered an area with traffic so I had to tell her to stop.Soon we reached home, I put the luggage inside and I settled on the bed. Priya entered the room and looked at me, slowly walked towards me and then sat on my lap. I held her from behind, and slid my hands down to her ass and squeezed it. “Oh how I have missed this”, I said. “It’s all yours now baby”, she said and we started making out. We were kissing like there’s no tomorrow, sucking and licking each other’s tongues. ” She began to work on my cock now, taking it deeper into her mouth, then deeper until she was touching her chin on the hand that was clamped around my balls.She let go of the shaft and just used her lips and mouth. I felt her hand on my hip and then on my buttocks. She pulled me into her mouth and I felt her teeth once as she took a little bite on my shaft. Her hand on my buttocks grabbed between my cheeks, and she massaged my buttocks as she swallowed my cock.Then I could sense her fingers.