I was sitting at the table, waiting for the waitress to bring me the bill. I just finished the meeting with the suppliers and was feeling a little tired. At that moment I only wanted to get home as soon as I could and relax in the bath filled with warm water. But my plans were meant to be changed.
“Grace?” I heard a familiar voice call for me. When I turned around I could see who said my name, a smile instantly appearing on my face.
“Sam?” I stood up, taking a better look at him. “What are you doing here?”
Sam and I had a brief, but intense history back in college. We were that couple that broke up a thousand times and got back together just as many times until graduation and moving to different cities didn’t separate us for good. There was a lot of turmoil in our relationship, but one thing was undeniable – the sex was amazing every single time. Even now I couldn’t help but take a better look at his broad shoulders and strong arms.
“I came for a business trip,” he explained. “I was actually just leaving for the airport. Still, have a couple of hours till my flight, but I don’t want to risk missing it.”
“Oh,” I said with a clear regret in my tone. I didn’t even realize that part of me hoped that I could stay and talk with him for a little longer. Or, maybe, not just talk. “That’s a shame that you have to go. We didn’t see each other for so long, I would’ve loved to chat and hear about how you’re doing.”
There was a smile on his lips, his eyes shining with mischief.
“Is that what you wanted to do? Catch up with me? Maybe ask how the work is?” I could feel his warm fingers on my hand, running up to my wrist and for some reason this simple touch made me feel hot and needy like I haven’t felt in years. My breathing turned heavier as I thought about what he was implying. “Or did you want to catch up on something else?”
I looked around, feeling as if every single person in the restaurant knew about my thoughts, about the wet desire that was aching between my legs. What was the worst part is that Sam knew about it too.
“Too bad you have a flight to catch,” I smiled, trying to appear calm when there was a storm inside me.
“I have to kill some time before it,” Sam said, his tone lower, his eyes moving to my lips. “If we really want to catch up I’m sure we’d be able to make it work.”
Was I going to do it? Was I about to do something dirty and incident just because Sam was close and I wanted him this badly? We both knew the answer.
“Wait for me in the stall,” I whispered to him, leaning closer. Sam nodded, leaving for the restroom. I paid the bill while my thoughts were far away. Was I going to go there? Was I about to have sex in the public, where anyone could catch us, just because Sam was here and ready to satisfy my need? The answer was “yes”.
Fortunately for us the restaurant had a gender-neutral restroom, so there was no need for either one of us to sneak inside. Trying to not look like someone who was walking in there just for a hookup, I looked around. The restroom was clean enough, which gave me some peace of mind.
I walked to the stall which was farthest away from the entrance and, hoping I wasn’t about to walk onto someone, knocked. It opened and both me and Sam looked around to see if no one noticed that we were in there together. As soon as he pulled me inside it felt like we were safe, but not fully.
“I waited so long for this,” Sam pressed me against the wall, his hand instantly going up my skirt, the warmth of his hands making me feel excited for what was coming next. I expected him to just pull my panties to the side and get to it. I was wet enough to not need any foreplay, that was for sure. Instead, he pulled the white fabric down my legs and completely off me.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
“I just want to make sure you keep quiet,” Sam smiled, pulling at my chin. “We both know how much you love to be loud when I fuck you.”
Feeling my clit pulsing with the need for friction, I allowed him to do it. He balled my panties and put them in my mouth, then instantly turned me around. My hands were against the wall now, my ass perked up. Sam’s hands went up my body, to my breasts. He squeezed them through the fabric, making me let out a muffled whimper. Maybe he had the right idea with the panties.
“I knew that you were still mine,” he whispered, his tongue moving against my neck. I was trying not to shake in his hands while feeling him pull up my skirt, bare my ass. “I bet no one ever fucked you as good as I did.”
I let out another muffled sound, making Sam laugh.
“That’s what I thought.”
I prayed that no one would catch us like this, wouldn’t see me with panties in my mouth and his hand against my pussy, but knowing that there were people outside, hearing them talk was doing something to me, was turning my pussy even wetter.
“Oh, you’re ready for me,” Sam said in a sweet tone while his fingers ran over my slit, grazing over my clit. My body felt painfully sensitive, reacting to even the smallest touch. “Ready to take my cock right here and now, just because I was close.”
I whimpered again, my eyes rolling back as Sam pushed two fingers inside my tight walls, his thumb still moving against my clit. I hated how much power he had over me, but I loved the way I felt with his fingers moving inside me, hitting just the right spot to make me shiver in pleasure. I felt helpless as he kept going, kept making me moan again, the fabric in my mouth now soaked. All I wanted was to cum, but Sam wasn’t giving me what I needed.
I turned my head to look at him and met his eyes. He smiled, watching me suffer, while his fingers started to move inside me even faster, the wet sounds of it filling the stall. I hoped that no one would hear it and try to find the source of it.
“Just relax,” Sam whispered, pressing his lips to my table. “Let yourself feel it.”
I closed my eyes, forgetting about where we were, what we were doing, about the people outside. All that mattered was Sam’s hot breath on my skin, his fingers moving inside me, making my walls pulse around his digits while I felt the pleasure washing over my body.
I was still breathing heavily when he pulled his fingers out and turned me around, making me face him again. My legs were a little shaky now, but I knew that I could take more. I didn’t go through all of this just for his fingers, I wanted his cock too.
Before he would say anything, I went to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, pushing my hand inside his boxers. I instantly reached his cock, Sam’s eyes closing when I started stroking him. I pulled panties out of my mouth, pushing them into his front pocket instead.
“Who has to keep quiet now?” I whispered.
He looked at me closely as I lowered myself, my face right in front of his cock now. I licked over my lips, letting him see every movement and anticipate what was going to happen next. Slowly, as I still stroked his shaft, I took his tip into my mouth, starting to suck on it. I could see the way Sam was trying to grab onto something, his eyes closing shut. He thought that he would be the one holding all the power, but I had other ideas.
The feeling of him in my mouth, his taste on my tongue was familiar and pleasant. I loved to see the way he reacted to every movement of my head, to my hand around his balls. I could only imagine the view he had, the way he felt seeing me like this.
“Hey, is there someone in here?” we suddenly heard a knock on the stall’s door. I thought that shock would make me paralyzed, that I would stop and pull away, but instead, something else happened. Feeling so close to danger, I started to suck Sam with more intensity, as he looked at me with horror in his eyes.
It seemed that the person knocking left to search for another stall, but the adrenaline was still running through our veins, making the whole experience feel sharper.
“Come here,” Sam said quietly, pulling me up, and making me leave his hard cock before he could finish. “I want to get inside your pussy before someone else would interrupt us.”
“Just don’t make it too quick,” I smiled, as he pushed me against the wall, my back feeling the cold of it. I put my hands on his shoulders while Sam put his arm around my thigh, lifting my leg and spreading me open.
I bit my lip, trying not to moan when I felt his cock against my slit. It was hard not to let out a single sound when I felt his hot hard member moving against me, so close to where I needed him. Sam looked me in the eyes, smiling as he witnessed my reaction, and leaned closer, kissing me, pushing his tongue inside my mouth as his cock entered my slick walls. Now all my moans, my whimpers were drowning in his mouth, the contact of our bodies making all of this feel even more arousing.
I was grabbing onto him, listening to the sounds coming from outside, while he was thrusting inside me again and again, our bodies creating wet sounds as they met. I could feel my walls pressing tightly around his cock, my need for him growing stronger with every move. I knew that the moment we would finish he would leave, he would take his flight and we could never see each other again. And that was what made sex with him feel this good.
“Sam,” I moaned lightly into his lips, losing my mind from the pleasure I was feeling. Yes, that wasn’t loud, but someone could still hear.
“Quiet, Grace,” he whispered, while his cock was hitting me deep inside. “You don’t want someone to come and take a look inside, to see you moaning with my cock inside, right?”
His words made me whimper, my walls pressing tighter around him. I couldn’t handle it any longer, my pleasure making me dizzy, making me shake against him. Sam was still fucking me, getting to his own finish, which he soon reached.
I felt his hot thick cum filling my walls. Sam pulled out a moment later, slowly lowering my leg so I could stand straight again. I could already imagine the way I looked – my face red, my breathing heavy. At least no one could see that I didn’t have panties on and was leaking cum.
“That was amazing,” Sam smiled, kissing my lips again. “Should I call you the next time I’ll be in town?”
“We will see,” I laughed lightly, opening the door of the stall just a crack and looking around. No one was close, no one was watching, so I could leave. “But if we won’t meet again, this was a fun time.”
I went outside, trying to not look like I was just fucked hard in the restroom.
My evening ended up being much more pleasurable than I thought it would.
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