"Ready to go, babe?" your deep voice whispers close to my ear.
"Oh... Uh..." I take a breath, "Yes." Even after all this time, you can still catch me off guard and make me lose my senses.
You catch a waitress's attention, easily of course, and she walks to the table. "Did you need anything else, Sir-- I mean, folks?" she half-glances towards me. You notice her game immediately and reach a hand around my waist.
"No, just the bill, please." You say, smoothly as I feel your hand wander down my hip and back up.
"Right away, Sir." she smiles and heads to the computer.
I glance at you and you smile and take the opportunity to reach up and caress my breast. I smirk and playfully slap at your hand. You squeeze it harder and bend down to kiss my neck. I exhale shakily into your ear and I feel you smile against my skin - you know the pull you have over my body and you know exactly how to excite it. You pull your head back and let your hand wander back down to my hip, tracing your fingers along my body.
The waitress returns and hands you a small black book, you hand her your credit card without taking your eyes off of me. She takes it, looking a little dejected, and wanders back towards the computer. I look down at my hands as I try to keep my head.
You run your hand across the top of my ass as you pull your arm back to yourself and reach up to push my chin up so that my face is looking at you. I look into your eyes and see them flash dark - present is the hunger I recognize so frequently. I blush. You kiss me deeply and I can feel it throughout my whole body - everything is instantly on fire. The waitress returns again and clears her throat quietly. You kiss me for another moment before pulling back and thanking her as she hands you the book again.
"Anytime! Thanks for dining with us today!" She bounces away as you open the book and grab your card. You laugh and show me the receipt.
"Can you say desperate?" You snort before you scribble your name on the signature line. You pause, thinking.
I read the note "Hey handsome, I figured I would shoot my shot. Whenever you're ready for grade A instead of whatever THAT is." Her number was underneath. I look away, uncomfortable. I have always been aware of how the world sees us. You are significantly out of my league, but you chose me and when we are in our own little world, it feels impenetrable. But everyone once in a while, the world intrudes.
You scribble back "She is more woman than I can handle but I'm going to keep trying." You flip the book closed and turn back to me, the hunger in your eyes only slightly diminished.
"I'm not sure I can make it home." You whisper as you stand and help me to my feet. You put your arm around my shoulders but as you do, you give a small yank to my pigtail, pulling my head away and my neck closer to you. I gasp. You take the moment to nibble my ear lightly.
We quietly walk to the car. After we get in, your demeanor shifts slightly.
"Skirt." You say sternly.
I lift my skirt up so that you can see my red lace underwear, the ones you ordered me to wear this morning. You stick the key in the ignition and turn it. You push the shifter into drive and as we start towards the parking lot exit, your hand seamlessly continues over to my wet underwear. I see you smirk as you feel how wet I am.
"Shirt." You say sternly.
I blush and hesitate for a moment, but I pull my shirt upwards to reveal my matching bra.
"Bra, too." I gape at you.
"I said..." I reach behind my back and unclip my bra. "Good girl. Don't make me repeat myself." I keep my head down as several cars go by us. You continue to rub my wet pussy through my underwear. "Fuck." I glance up at you and see you bite your lip before you make a decision. You pull around the back of the shopping center and park in between some shipping containers. Before I can react, your mouth finds mine, one of your hands finds my breast, and your fingers slip around the edge of my underwear to tease the lips of my pussy. I moan into your mouth.
"Back seat." You open your door and start to get out, I follow suit. The brisk air makes my nipples perk up even more. I climb into the back and you are already sitting there with your cock out. I lick my lips and bend down to kiss it. I kiss along the thick 7 inches, leaving lipstick kisses until I reach your balls. I take one of them into my mouth and suck on it before switching to the other one. You moan. I kiss my way back to the tip of your cock and look up at you as I open my mouth and take it inside. I feel the tip hit my throat as I continue to push my face down. "FUCK!" you say loudly, as your hand finds the back of my head and helps push it down. I gag a little and we both pull back slightly before pushing forward again. My eyes water and tears start to stream down my face, smearing my mascara. You hate it if I wear waterproof mascara, you say you like to see what your cock does to my face. I feel you wrap my long brown hair around your hand and prepare myself. You pull my head up and down several times, fucking my face and making my eyes stream more. You pull me up a final time, making a POP sound as your cock leaves my mouth.
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