Hold on, I just need to hit up the ATM

Long time reader, first time author… so please be kind.

This happened over ten years ago in a large midwestern city and involves my girlfriend at the time, an absolutely striking Mexican girl. She was 5’7″ – 5’8″, long dark hair, perky B cups, curves like woah, and an ass that I still think about. Myself, pretty much average across the board. 5’10”, relatively in shape, dirty-blonde hair.

It was the dead of winter, dark, cold, gusty and we were meeting up with some friends at our local watering hole. The place is packed but we eventually carve out a section in the corner for our group. Liquor is flowing and everyone is having a great time. Being quite “handsy” in general, I am taking every opportunity to caress her thighs, ass, arms with only the occasional hand-slap and cheeky look to deter me. She eventually begins to reciprocate with some prolonged touches with her hand effectively stationed on my thigh/groin for the duration of our time there with no one the wiser.

I am not sure about others, but I love the slowly escalating sexual tension that builds from these interactions. Knowing that my friends are enjoying their evenings while my girlfriend slowly traces the outline of my hard cock under the table. Absolutely tops.

After many beers, probably a few shots, and good times the conversation eventually shifts to talk about which bar, club or house party to conquer next. Ideas thrown about while all I could think about was bringing this sexy lady back to mine to have my way with her. She obviously had similar thoughts, but showed that certain restraint that women seem able to muster on demand, saying we should stay out with our friends a bit longer. I nod and say “ok” in a dopey way as everyone gathers their things and we head out.

Everyone heads out and we begin to walk to a new local spot. We follow-up behind as we continue with our flirting touches. It was at this stage when I realised that I had burned through my cash buying drinks and food and need to stop through the ATM to re-up. I spot the nearest ATM which happens to be in the lobby of a bank branch. One of those with all the windows opened up to the street which requires you to swipe your card for entry.

We go in and I begin to punch in my details… bee boo beep…
A trove of people continue to walk by the bank but no one stops in which is a miracle on its own given the busy street this was on.

It is at this stage when I look over and see a cheeky look on her face as she suddenly drops to her knees as I wait for my cash. I am completely taken aback, looking left and right to see if anyone can see us. Well, if anyone bothered to look they certainly would due to the floor to ceiling windows. This doesn’t deter my girlfriend who pulls out my cock and begins to work me into a fury. Luckily, it being winter, we had quite a number of layers going on so she was able to somewhat obscure herself, but anyone looking closely would immediately know I was about to get a blowjob of a lifetime.

We each knew that we had limited time before someone showed up at the ATM so she is using every trick in the book. Licking up and down my shaft and balls, lots of slop… but it was the eagerness which stays with me to this day. She worked my cock like it was her only job on earth and I gotta say, wow. It only took 5-minutes or so front start to finish, but when I lost it… I really did. Knees buckling and one of those groans which sounds like some old man dying in the back shed. She took it all and looked up at me with pride, showing me the sizeable load before swallowing it down. She hopped up, gave me a kiss and off we went into the night with a nice skip in my step.

I went on to have many other devious experiences with her over the years and will gladly write more should there be interest.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4p4lz2/hold_on_i_just_need_to_hit_up_the_atm