"Yes! Oh God right there! Right fucking there!" Lucy screamed, her hands were flat against the roof of the truck as she pushed herself down onto Mac's cock as hard as she possibly could. The filthier the words that came out of his mouth the harder she rode him. When she came, he leaned in and took as much of her left breast into his mouth as he could. He hummed, sending the vibrations through her body and forced her to ride her orgasm out harder, and when she clamped down on him even tighter his own climax rushed from his balls, up his length and into her warm, welcoming pussy. A quick look to her phone on the passenger seat told her she had exactly 6 minutes to make herself look presentable again before she had to be back behind the bar. She clambered off him, causing him to suck in a sharp breath at the loss of contact plus the sudden swirl of cool air around his quickly diminishing erection.

"You know, I gotta say I feel kinda used right now." he said as he zipped himself up. Lucy laughed as she pulled her shirt back over her head.

"Oh baby, don't pout. You're a pretty good fuck. Keep it up I might make you one of my favourites." Mac raised his eyebrows and leaned back in his seat.

"Now you know for that I'm gonna have take you home and remind you who your daddy is later."

"I don't know, I think you're all talk." she said as she slipped out of the passenger side. Mac followed from the drivers side, slamming the door behind him. He ran up behind her and grabbed her hips before pulling her butt back flush against his crotch. "You're really asking for it tonight ya know that?" he said making sure she could feel his lips moving against her ear as he talked.

"Oh sorry, I know you prefer it when I beg." with that she slipped from his grip and headed back inside, happy in the knowledge that she'd already set him up again for round 2 later.

When she got back behind the bar Zoe turned to her as she was serving. "So what happened to your friend?"

"What friend?"

"Mike isn't it?" she nodded her head right. Sure enough, Mike was sat at the bar, his head down, nursing a beer. "That's a pretty good welt he has there."

Right, thanks." Lucy said as she headed towards him, feeling fairly confused. "Hey!" she said when she reached him. He looked up slowly, revealing the angry looking bruise just under his left eye. "Oh my God Mike. What the hell happened?"

"You need to watch where you're goin next time you're at that strip club. Lot of distractions." A voice, who they both soon realised belonged to Marshall said, before Mike even had a chance to open his mouth to answer.

"You were at the strip club?" Lucy asked looking back to Mike.

"Yeah so what?" he spit suddenly "Is it any worse than fucking your boyfriend in the parking lot?" he snapped loud enough for too many of the people around them to hear. Lucy's stomach dropped and she felt a lump swell in her throat. She suddenly felt very exposed. "Well I guess now he has you dressing like a whore you might as well start acting like one huh?" Just then Marshall grabbed Mike by the collar "No! Marshall leave it!" Lucy jumped in.

"Just don't be here when I get back...Zoe...can you just..."

"Yeah I got it, take a minute." the other girl said appearing at her side suddenly.

"I don't think you need to be here right now Mike." Zoe said.

"What! I was just sat here having a drink. This dick put his hands on me!"

"Just let things calm down okay."

"Look I didn't mean to say that stuff to Lucy it's just..."

"Yeah well I'll tell her you said sorry. Now please just go." Mike sat there for a few seconds before shaking his head and standing up and pushing himself away from the bar. "This fucking town..." he mumbled as he wandered towards the door.

"Nobody's asking you to hang around." Marshall threw in. Mike heard but didn't turn back.

"You got til Monday to pay or you know what happens."

"Yeah man of course, look I'm sorry Mac I'm just short on cash til the end of the week but you know I'm good right?"

"Yeah whatever." Mac said slamming the glove box closed again. Riley was one of Mac's regular customers. Mac hated him, just like he hated all his customers, but he'd always thought Riley particularly pathetic. He'd caught Mac just as he was about to follow Lucy back inside and begged him for "Something to tied him for over."

"So was that your girl?"

"Huh?"

That girl, the one that went inside before. She yours? She's pretty fucking hot man, good for you!"

"What? Yeah she is and you don't need to be fucking lookin'or talkin' about her. Fact, I catch you breathing anywhere near her I'll kick your ass!"

"Hey man I didn't mean..."

"Just get the fuck out of here! Just remember, you got til Monday!" with that, Riley scurried back into the darkness from where he'd earlier emerged.

Mac strolled towards the bar. He was gonna enjoy the remainder of his birthday. He was gonna get drunker and he was gonna make sure Lucy ended up that way too. Last time they had proper drunk sex his balls were numb for the next 24 hours. He grinned to himself as he pulled open the door.

On the other side of the parking lot Mike also smiled as he watched back the video he'd just taken "Got ya." he said to himself.