I Was Bored at Work… Then she messaged

I’m bored at work, so I’m writing this on my phone. Forgive any uncharacteristic typos, etc.

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Sitting in my office, bored, I get a message from a dancer (stripper) I used to know in my days of frequenting a gentleman’s club.

“I’m in town, wanna get together for lunch?”

It wouldn’t be the first meal I’d shared with her, but my recent exploits had other things on my mind. I responded, sure, and told her where to meet me. There were several places in walking distance from the address I gave her.

We met outside a parking garage, and hugged and kissed for far too long to be appropriate on a city street. It was actually the first time we’d kissed, but it felt right.

Finally, we broke and I held her at arms length to get a good look. She was in normal clothes, of course, but her nipples trying to tear through her top told me she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her piercings made a lovely pattern.

“So what are you hungry for?” I asked after my eyes had their fill.

She leaned in so her nipple rubbed against my arm. “Same as always. You.”

I couldn’t help it. I blushed a bit. I’d turned her down a few times previous, figuring she just wanted to get together because of all the money I spent on her. Now things were different. It wasn’t transactional.

She leaned even closer, so that her lips brushed my ear as she whispered. “I always wanted you, you know. Every time I sat in your lap, I wanted to reach down and grab you so bad. So what do you say?”

I could feel my cock getting hard already. “I say I’m parked up here,” I said, and led her into the garage. “I don’t have long until I have to be back,” I said apologetically.

“That’s ok. This is my fantasy. Just getting to have you.”

I looked at her from the corner of my eye. “Really?”

“Yes really,” she said and punched me lightly on the shoulder. “You haven’t stopped doubting yourself I see.”

I shrugged and reached into my pocket to unlock my car as we approached. I hated being near other cars, so I’d parked on an upper level, where there were no other cars in sight.

She opened the back door, sat down, pulled off her top and slid up the skirt she was wearing. Then she looked up at me, almost shyly. “First time a customer… Former customer,” she hastily corrected, “has seen me outside a club.”

I nodded and moved her over to sit down and close the door, glad my windows were tinted. “You still dancing?”

“Sometimes, if I need cash. I did pretty well, and saved and invested. Enough of that though. You don’t have much time, remember?”

She turned sideways and hungrily undid my belt, unfastened my jeans, and pulled my cock out. “Damn… You have a beautiful head,” she said before she leaned down and started licking the head of my cock like a sucker.

“Mmmm. I always wanted you to do that,” I said as I reached under her to get a hand on one of her tits and started playing with her piercing just the way I knew she liked it.

“Fuck. You remembered,” she said with a gasp before she gave up the pretense and wrapped her lips around me and bobbed her head up and down.

Damn she could suck a cock. I licked my lips and fought off the temptation to grab her by the hair. It just didn’t feel right.

I heard the unmistakable sound of a wet pussy being played with… She was playing with herself while she sucked me.

Gently, I put my fingers on her forehead and pushed up until she let my cock slide out of her mouth.

“Something wrong?”she asked, genuinely concerned.

“No, it’s perfect. But wouldn’t you be more comfortable sitting in my lap?”

“Just like old times?” She asked with a grin.

“Well, not JUST like.”

She shifted herself around as I slid down in the seat, then she straddled me and lowered herself onto me.

We didn’t say a word. We didn’t have to. I leaned her back as far as I could so I could alternate sucking on one nipple then the other while she bounced on my cock. Her pussy felt amazing. Tight and wet, and eager.

“I hope. You’ve got. A towel,” she got out before I felt her pussy contract around me, pulsing in a strong orgasm that sent her juices flowing out of her as I kept bouncing her with my hands. I could feel the wetness running down my balls into my crack and onto the seat.

She started bouncing harder and faster, and looked me in the eyes. “Cum with me. Fuck. Now. Now*

And I did. I pulled her close and tight against me as I emptied my cum into her pussy and it mixed with the juices already flowing out of her and down my balls again.

We sat like that for several minutes, just holding each other. The only sound was our heavy breathing as we both worked to catch our breath.

Finally, she slid off of me without a word, and leaned down to suck my cock clean, and licked everywhere around it she could reach. Then she sat back up and I automatically put an arm around her shoulders as she leaned against my side.

“Thank you,” she said.

“And thank you.”

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