As time passed, I felt 'us' slipping away.  It required drastic measures.  Calling in a favor, I reserved the bar and asked him to meet me there.  

He was seated, nursing a scotch, neat. 

"Like what you see?" I asked, dropping the coat and spinning around.  

I walked over and kissed him.  Our tongues dueled as the passion reignited.  Clothes shed, his eyes closed as I dropped to my knees and engulfed his cock.  My tongue swirled as I swallowed his length.  Lewd sounds filled the room. 

"Oh fuck yes!"

Rising, I grabbing my coat.

"Let's continue this at home."