Damn, today was tough. It started out well, but as the day went on it just became more and more chaotic. An argument here, a system crash there. It just didn’t let up. By the time I was ready to head home, I was over it. Normally, I’d just head straight home, but today? Naw, I’m going to treat myself.I went to Rosco’s, a nice little Italian place downtown. They have hands down the best chicken marsala by far. At least, that’s my excuse. In reality, I find a seat, back towards the window so I can take that occasion, innocent glance at Sarah behind the bar.
I used to come here once every few months. However, Sarah had started working here about 2 years ago and I have now find myself here almost weekly or at least whenever I can find an excuse to come here. I can’t bring myself to sit at the bar for a meal though. With my luck, I’d probably strike up a conversation with some spinach in my teeth. Yep, I’m perfect happy here.
Tonight, she’s wearing a red top with the top buttons undone. I keep my glances to a minimum to not make things weird. Yep, this has made the day much better.
“Oh, hey! Welcome back.” Dani says as she places some warm bread on the table and the aroma fills the air around me.
“Are you getting the marsala?”
She takes a plate from the small stack and begins pouring olive oil from a bottle that was on the table.
“Am I that predictable?”
“When that’s the only thing you ever order, yes.”
She now begins pouring some of the red wine vinegar into the plate where it separates from the oil in dark red beads.
I take a piece of bread from the basket and move it around in the oil and take a bite. few bites. I turn my eyes upward for another glance as she’s shaking some type of mixed drink. She’s got a little more….movement than usual. I catch myself staring and pull my eyes away. as she looks up. “Phew, that was close”, I think to myself. She leans forward to grab a different bottle from the well and I can see deep into her shirt. Again, my eyes lower to her cleavage. I don’t think she’s wearing a bra. Now, I’m focused. “Is she or isn’t she?” I wonder to myself. She stands straight and I slowly bring my eyes up to meet her gaze.
“Shit, shit shit, FUCK” I whisper under my breath. “Stupid”.
After I finish a few slices of bread, avoiding eye contact with Sarah, Dani sets a copper mug on the table.
“Oh, I didn’t order this”, I tell Dani.
“I know” she says with a devious smile and a wink and walks away.
I’ve never tried a moscow mule before, I take a whiff on the contents that burn my sinuses slightly with the sharp smell of ginger. My eyes tear up slightly as I take a small sip.
Wow, this is actually quite tasty, I think to myself. As I bring the mug back down to the table, something falls from the bottom. I grab a slightly damp piece of paper that has been folded and open it up and glance down. The moisture had wicked some of the ink outward, blurring it a little. As I can make out a phone number I glance up and see Sarah smiling at me.
Well shit, that was unexpected and she holds 9 fingers up. I nod and her smile widens.
“You know, she talks about you after you leave,” Dani says and she sets down my chicken marasla.
“She does?”, I ask.
“Yep! Careful, the plate is hot” she responds and she walks away.
I check my phone. 5:30…”damn, 3 and a half hours”.
I finish my meal, settle the bill and head home. I pull up to the house and check the clock once more. 6:15.
I take a quick shower and watch some TV to burn the time, sitcom, sitcom, comedy, some space show, porn, movie….porn…No, I can’t watch this, don’t want to get myself too riled up, Seinfeld and here it will remain.
The last 10 minutes leading in were absolutely agonizing. My mind runs wild as I wonder how the conversation is going to go.
55, 56, 57, 58, 59….60
I type in the numbers that were given to me and as I bring my finger to the call button….”What if I seem desperate? Fuck it, she said 9, I’m calling”. My finger presses against the green button.
Ring. “Hello?”
Holy shit, that was quick.
“Hey” I respond.
“What’s your address?”
“What?” I say taken aback.
“I won’t ask again.”
I give her the address and she responds, “I know where that is, I’ll be there in 5.”
Beep Beep Beep, the call ends and I look around.
“SHIT!”
I throw some stuff behind the couch so the place doesn’t look so cluttered. As I finish, there’s a knock on the door.
I approach and slowly open the door. Being a fair amount taller, I look down into her cleavage. “Up here” Sarah says with a smile. I smell like meatballs. Can I take a quick shower?
“Sure, the restroom is right there”, I motion over to the door. Sarah smiles and walks toward the restroom closing the door behind her. Shortly after, I hear the shower and my imagination starts running wild. No, no, no, I mustn’t think like this…inappropriate. A little while later she emerges from the restroom wrapped in a blue towel and her hair wet and clings to her exposed shoulders.
My heart rate quickens as I watch Sarah’s hips sway side to side as she walks toward me sitting on the couch. My eyes rise to meet hers as she places her thighs on wither side of my and pushes herself down against me. Her hands are placed on the sides of my face as she brings her face in. Our lips touch as I feel her mouth part and our tongues dance with each other in a passionate kiss. Her hands run down my chest and unzips my pants, reaching inside and pulls my cock out. With it in her hand she runs the head of my cock slow up her pussy finally ending with it flicking against her clit. Than on the way back down, she runs my frenulum along her pussy and when it comes to an end I feel her just pass my tip inside her. She continues doing this a few times and I feel her juices running down my shaft. I glance down only to see her pussy obscured by the towel.
I pull my shirt off and she starts stroking the underside of my cock between her pussy lips. She lifts the tip of my cock up towards herself adding to the pressure I was already feeling. After a short while I hearing the sound of her juices sliding over me with an almost rhythmic, sticky sound. I close my eyes and lean my head back against the couch as she rocks her hips faster. I feel myself begin to leak precum which makes things more slippery. The rocking continues as I hear a quivering moan and I feel her legs shake at my sides with a gush of warm fluids soak through my pants. I look down and see the tip of my cock coated in her thick white cream just before she collapses down against my chest. Her clit pulsates against my frenulum.
Hardly able to contain myself I toss her towel aside which exposes her skin. Her skin is fair that I could hardly make out the areolas surrounding her hard nipples. She has her hands at her waist as I take a nipple into my mouth with a gentle nibble and a quick suck. A quick exhalation escapes her lips.
I take her hands in mine and bring them up to place them around my neck and I hear a whimper in protest. She has a scar running horizontally under her cute belly button and along with the realization that she has had a baby at some point turns me on even more. The thought of cumming inside her now floods my mind. Why would she be shy about this? Is she embarrassed? If so, why?
I push my hands under her thighs as I lift her up and slide myself down onto the carpet. I again kiss her nipples, before working my way down, placing small kisses down her body making sure that she knows how beautiful I find every part of her body.
I look into her eyes as I gently spread her soaking wet lips I push my thumb inside her as I lick up her cream and swallow it before I lick her clit. She smells and tastes amazing. I lick and suck her clit as I feel her pussy squeeze my thumb. I never thought in a million years that I’d be here, with my face buried in her wet cunt. I continue licking and sucking until I begin to feel her clit throb and her pussy contracts rhythmically around my thumb. I suck her clit and flick the tip of my tongue against it until the throbbing stops.
She wraps her legs around me and guides me up her body until our lips meet again.
“Mmmm” escapes her lips as she looks into my eyes and smiles. “I taste good”.
I nod in agreement. She rolls me onto my back and she guides my cock into her still wet cock, her cream pooling at my base. She leans back with her feet on the floor and her knees straight up in the air spread wide, giving me an unbelievable glance of my cock buried deep inside her.
“Holy shit,” I moan as she raises and drops herself down on me. It didn’t take long for the visual and physical stimulation to set me off. I pull myself out as I shoot two thick ropes of cum across my chest.
She didn’t like this as she voices her frustration in a quick grunt and she grabs my cock and pushes it back inside her than sinks all the way down holding me in place while I finish cumming. My eyes grow wide and look up meeting her gaze with the realization that I have just cum inside the girl of my dreams.
Without a chance to go soft, she starts fucking me again. My legs twitch with the sensitivity of my cock as I feel her gliding over me. I thought she was wet before but this is something entirely different. She smell of sex fills the room as her wet pussy slams down on me, over and over leaving a thick white coat of our combined cum on the entire length of my shaft as she rises and pushes it down to my base as she drops back down.
It doesn’t take long before that familiar feeling overtakes me. I feel my balls tighten as my cock head swells.
“Are you about to cum?” Sarah asks.
“Yea” I respond, but before I’m able to even get the whole word out her movements intensify. I push up into her as I feel my release. At this moment, she drops back down on me and pushes myself deeper. My cock now pressed against her cervix explodes in pleasure the moment I feel the walls of her pussy contract around me as we cum together. When our contractions finally stop I feel her milking every last drop from my cock.
Spent, I lay back against the floor as she lifts herself off of me. Our cum dips on to my belly and down her legs as she finally lays back down across my chest. I wrap my arms around her as we kiss again, the occasional pulsation of my cock squeezed between us causes her to giggle.
“I’ve wanted this for a while now,” Sarah says finally breaking the silence.
“I can’t believe this even happened,” I respond with a dry throat. “Will I see you again…outside of work?”
“Sure, when my husband and daughter are out of town again”.
She gives me a kiss before lifting herself off me and walks back toward the bathroom, our cum glistening between her thighs.
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