I’m a little distracted today. Of course we all have problems, and they seem to pile up on Fridays, as if the world was going to end during the weekend. I walk to the coffee shop around the corner, not really wanting to do anything. I order a cappuccino, giving the girl an automatic smile that doesn’t reach my eyes. I look around and see people coming and going: one guy looking as sleepy as I am; another one talking over the phone, barking orders to someone who must be an employee; a couple of teenage girls giggling and chewing on blueberry muffins, because that’s what we do when we are teenagers.
The girl calls my name, I grab my cappuccino and turn around to leave the shop. As I do that I trip on something. Someone. Good Lord, there’s a guy in a wheel chair and I was distracted enough not to see him! I spill half of my coffee on his red sweater.
“Fuck! I’m sorry, sir, I wasn’t looking, and now there’s cappuccino all over you and I…” I say, mortified. I tend to ramble when I’m embarrassed.
“Cappuccino? Good thing I’m not lactose intolerant, then” he replies with a grin and a sweet accent. That’s it, I’m hypnotized. Beautiful white teeth surrounded by the plumpest, juiciest and perfect lips I have ever seen. Oh, that smile could melt icebergs, set a rainforest on fire or disintegrate panties. Mine are almost gone.
“I’m so, so sorry… How can I help you? Do you need a napkin? A towel?”
“A napkin will do. And a pen.”
I get him a napkin and a pen, not really understanding what he will do. He handles them back to me. I look at the paper and frown. There’s a name and a phone number. I look at him.
“That’s my number. Call me. I will think how you can make up to me.”
I nod and walk out of the shop, careful not to hit another person on my way out, wondering why he gave me his number after the mess I made.
The rest of my day is uneventful, and finally Friday is over. I get home and head to the bedroom, undressing to take a shower. I find the napkin in my pocket and look at the neat handwriting, feeling embarrassed once again. What did I have in my mind? I decide to call him after I take a shower, because it’s only fair that I pay for a new sweater if I ruined the one he was wearing. Coffee stains are not easy to remove sometimes.
“Hello?”
“Hi, I am… Hmmm… My name is Anne and I kind of soaked you in coffee this morning…?”
“Yes, of course I remember you. I thought you were not going to call me. I’m Louis, like I wrote”
“So, Louis, how much do I owe you for the sweater? I really think I should pay for it”
“Why would you want to by my sweater?”
“I don’t want to buy it, I just want to pay for a new one”
“No need for a new one, it’s fine. But there’s something you can pay for me: coffee. In the cup, please, not all over me. Then we are ok.”
I giggle. No, wait. Is he asking me out? Mr. Melting Smile?
“Okay, if you think so… Maybe same place tomorrow morning? I promise not to bathe you in coffee!”. He laughs. Even his laughter is sexy and gives me goosebumps. What’s wrong with me, I don’t even know the guy!
“Sounds good, 9 o’clock then. I’ll see you tomorrow, bye”
I look at my phone in disbelief. What was that? Well, I’ll need coffee tomorrow morning anyway…
Next morning, I open the door very carefully when I get to the café. Even though I’m not holding any hot beverages, I’d rather not knock anyone.
“More careful today, I see”
I turn around and there he is, with his sincere smile. I smile back.
“Better safe than sorry, right?”
I order cappuccinos and blueberry muffins and then take a sit next to him. We talk about everything and nothing at the same time, making silly jokes and laughing. He’s wearing a t-shirt that is fit enough to outline the muscles on his shoulder and also part of his neck. What a perfect shape! I suddenly realize that I’m staring and not answering some question he just asked.
“Do you like what you see?” he asks with a wicked grin.
“I… Uh…” I stutter, blushing. “I didn’t mean to be rude, sorry”
To my surprise he leans forward and says in a low voice “If you want to see what’s underneath my clothes, Anne, you just have to ask nicely and I’ll show you”
I widen my eyes. Am I that obvious? Did I ogle him all the time? Is it so obvious that I find him attractive? That I want to know what his lips taste like? I give him a shy smile and bite my lip as if I’m in doubt.
“Would you show me what’s underneath your clothes, Louis? Please?”
A wide smile is my answer. Yes, I’m really doing that. I’m in the toilet of a busy coffee shop, in the middle of the day, a guy I just met. And I don’t care.
When we cross the door he pulls my hand, I lose my balance and fall on his lap. I start to mumble that I’m sorry, he just answers “You’re perfect right there, don’t worry”
Now that I’m close enough to smell his cologne, I inhale trying to memorize it. It’s fresh and citric and it couldn’t be better. I drag my nose along his neck, enjoying the sensation, “You smell so good!”
I run my lips along his jaw, the stubble tickling them, until I find his lips. I kiss his soft lips and a moan escapes mine. As if it was the sign he was waiting for, he grabs my hair and pulls me closer, biting my lower lip gently, and then his tongue invades my mouth, teasing me and demanding that I surrender.
“Let me see you” I whisper “Please”
He laughs “Eager, aren’t we?” and starts to take out his sweater really slowly.
“No, no, please allow me” I say, sliding my fingers under his clothes.
We are kissing again, and his beautiful hands unbuttoning my blouse and then my bra. My nipples instantly peak with the touch of his hands, and he teases them with his thumbs. I moan louder, not resisting the way he cups my breasts and pulls my nipples. He found my kryptonite.
He pulls up my skirt and admires my lace panties. Suddenly I feel very conscious of his gaze. I blush.
“Is there anything wrong, baby? Don’t you want this?” he stops undressing me.
“No, it’s just me being bashful… I do want you. Right here, right now!” I answer, not wanting to leave any doubt that I’m burning for him.
He pulls my panties to the side and lightly touches my lips, kissing me and whispering “Hmmm I like this smoothness!”, teasing me with his fingers and looking at me for approval. I moan and that’s the answer he needs. His fingers find my wet core, and spread the slick all over my folds and finally my clit. I shiver. I’m already so wet, my clit so swollen and sensitive and we were just kissing. I really love it, and he’s such a good kisser with those soft lips and demanding tongue. He rubs his thumb on my cheek when he kisses me, he moves his lips to my breasts, licking my nipples at first then nibbling on them and biting as I moan louder. His other hand never leaving my folds, rubbing my clit in rhythm with his licks and bites. I’m so close to orgasm so fast that I almost can’t believe, and when I can feel it rising inside my pelvis he suddenly pinches my clit and stops. “Not so fast, little girl, not so fast!”
I want to devour his lips. I kiss him deeply, move along his jaw, graze my teeth on his neck. His shoulders are so strong, the well-defined muscles in his arms so firm to the touch. I scratch his chest lightly but wanting to dig my nails into his flesh. I run my nails on his nipples, and rejoice as he holds his breath. I smile to myself and keep teasing him with my fingers and nails, peppering kisses on his neck and shoulders.
I want to feel him inside of me, but I don’t know what to say. A doubt crosses my mind for an instant. “Please, I want to feel your cock inside of me! Can you…” I stop in the middle of the question, feeling silly. He chuckles.
“If I can have an erection?” he grabs my hand and places on his lap. I open my eyes wide in surprise. Not only does he have an erection, he is rock hard. He needs to be freed from those pants right away!
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know if…”
“It’s ok, I get asked that a lot”
“May I unwrap my gift?” I smile wickedly, unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, freeing his beautiful hard penis. It’s throbbing and inviting. I position his tip at my entrance and look at Louis waiting for authorization. He grabs my hips with both hands and pulls me down, penetrating me at once, his cock easily sliding inside my dripping wet pussy. I gasp with the invasion, taking a moment to adjust to him, then I start moving my body up and down and resume kissing him and teasing his nipples. I have never felt so aroused. We’ve been in the toilet for a long time, perhaps there are people waiting, perhaps they can hear us moaning, but I don’t care. I ride him harder and faster, tingling sensations all over my body and my orgasm building again. “Please, Louis, I’m so close…” I whisper.
“Yes, Anne, cum for me. I want you to cum hard, I want you to scream and know that I’m the one making you scream. I don’t care if people can hear us. Cum for me now!”
His order is my undoing and I cum hard, moaning, whimpering, his mouth swallowing part of my noises as I scratch his chest and his nipples. My whole body shakes. I can feel my pussy clutching his cock in desperate need. Soon my body relaxes and I’m a mumbling mass on his lap. I rub my face on his strong shoulders and turn my eyes to him.
“I feel like I’m cheating, you’re still hard inside of me.”
“I will need more time. But for now I’m happy to give you what seems to be a great orgasm…”
“It was amazing!” is all I manage to say.
He kisses my forehead. “Good, then let’s get dressed and get out of here, people need to use the toilet. Maybe we could do it again with more time for fun?”
I enjoy cuddling with him so much that I feel tempted to say I don’t care about other people, but that’s no right. I smile at him.
“Yes, I would absolutely love to spend more time with you!”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/uoy49x/wheel_of_fortune_mf_public
This was a fun read. I loved how the scene when they met, the of course the escalation on their date. Great job!
Such a marvelous encounter. I feel as if I need to be hanging out at coffee stands.
Had me smiling the whole time! I was in that moment, written very well!!
Awww….this turns me on. Thanks. 😊