The Pharmacist : Chapter 2

The Pharmacist: Chapter II

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*How can he be so sure that it’s me?? I’m barely wearing any makeup right now! Let’s play it coy.* Lilac bit her lip. “Sorry?”

Her hazel eyes meet his warm brown eyes coolly.

Vincent cleared his throat. “I apologize, I just thought you looked really familiar.”

Lilac feigned an innocent smile, “You know… I think you look familiar too…”

Vincent laughed. Lilac felt a slight tingling sensation between her legs at the noise. *God even his live laugh is sexy.*

He shifted a few papers on his counter, “What is your full name and date of birth?” *Time for confirmation*.

Lilac told him. She watched him masterfully type the information into the computer, his fingers long and strong, agile and purposeful.

“So, Lilac, what brings you here today?”

Lilac handed him the doctor’s notes and prescription. “There was a mistake the last time I came to pick up my prescription. So, I came back today with the doctor’s notes and the prescription itself for further clarification. The doctor told me these should help clear up any confusions here, and hopefully I won’t need to wait too long to pick up the correct prescription.”

Vincent quickly skimmed the papers, “Alrighty, I think I know what happened last time. Let me check in the back to see if we have this product in today.”

Lilac nodded and placed her hands on the counter waiting.

A few moments later. Vincent came back to the counter, “So, we don’t have any of that in today, sorry about that. But I will put in an order for it through our system and it’ll probably be here tomorrow morning or afternoon.” *Great, so all this waiting for nothing.*

She locked eyes with him again. *God he definitely recognizes me and knows it really is me.*

Lilac held his gaze, “Will you be here tomorrow? You know, for when I pick up my prescription?”

She caught the tiniest glimpse of a brief smirk on his lips before he retained his usual courteous demeanor with a smile, “Yes. I’ll be here 7am-6pm,” he leaned a little closer to her and in a lower voice said, “I do also have a lunch break as well.”

Lilac leaned in and in an equally low voice replied, “I do too”

Vincent stood straight up again, back in his usual business mode, and gave her his best reassuring smile, “Well, we will call and send you a text sometime tomorrow! Also, here, you can have these back.”

He handed her back the doctor’s notes and prescription, “Have a good night.”

“Thanks, you too.” Lilac shifted her bag back onto her shoulder and headed for the doors towards the parking lot where her red Beetle was parked. Vincent briefly watched her well-sculpted figure, clad in a tight tee and well-fitted leggings, disappear into the night, willing his hard-on and excitement to die down. He straightened himself out, and gestured for the next person in line to come up.

As soon as Lilac reached her car, she set her bag over in the passenger seat and placed her phone onto the cell phone mount. She turned her key into ignition and pressed a button to play her favorite radio station, where the song “Drunk” by Zayn burst to life. After adjusting her rear view mirror, Lilac turned up the volume of the radio. She loved this song, its bass and backdrop of instrumentals always put her in a sexy, nostalgic mood*.*

Lilac sighed. It was going to be another long night of attempting to study on top of her unfulfilled sexual needs. *If only Vincent didn’t have work right now, and I didn’t have any homework or things to study tonight!*

It was a short drive back to her apartment. Lilac slowly pulled into the parking lot, parked her car and made her way to her apartment, which was up three flights of cast-iron stairs. Lilac was grateful that she didn’t have any housemates (unless you count her cat Twilight), she’d heard many horrible housemate stories from her friends.

Lilac unlocked the door, and as soon as she flipped the light switch on, and shut the door, Twilight came to greet her. The pure fluffy white creature purred as it contentedly rubbed its head against her ankles, willing her to kneel down and give her back rubs. Lilac lovingly picked up her cat, and rubbed the cat all over, as she slid out of her sneakers.

Lilac planted a kiss on the top of the cats head, “Oh Twi, you must be starving! I’m so sorry I took so long to get back home to you, it’s been such a long day.”

Twilight gave a soft, sympathetic mew.

Lilac gently set Twilight down and went to the cupboard to grab some Meow Mix. She heard her phone bleep from inside her bag.

Lilac set down the dish of food in front of the pleased cat, and walked over to the bag to check the notification. It was a text, her heart raced. *Who could it be?*

* (Vincent) Can you check if you happen to have an extra paper in the stack of doctor’s notes I gave back to you? I’m missing something here, I wasn’t sure if I left it with you…

Lilac narrowed her eyes. *Asshole. I completely thought it was going to be something sexy.*

Lilac went into her room, removed her bra and panties and changed into her comfy lounge tank and super soft shorts.

She sauntered back out to the living room.

Lilac dug into her bag for the notes, she examined the papers and then stopped when she noticed on the back of one of the sheets there was an unfamiliar note scrawled in a different handwriting. It read, “Meet me for dinner at 7pm? My treat ;)” *Must be Vincent.*

She looked through the notes again but didn’t see anything, and assumed he must’ve just sent her that to make sure she saw his message. Lilac began her response on her phone

* (Lilac) I saw your note…

Moments later, her phone gave another bleep

* (Vincent) So what do you say? Dinner tonight? It’s much overdue…

*Ugh I have a quiz tomorrow and still some assignments to finish!* Lilac bit her lip, suddenly aware of the still-present dampness in her panties.

* (Lilac) If I didn’t have assignments to complete or a quiz to prep for, I would say yes. But I’m so wet right now…
* (Vincent) I’d be happy to stop by and help you with that… not like you’ll be able to focus on anything else anyway

Lilac swore to herself, she could feel her body betraying herself, automatically doing kegels now. Twilight came up to her ankles mewing and looking up at her curiously. “What do I do, Twi? I really need to have a dick deep down my throat right now… but I’m also *so* goddamn wet!”

Looking into the beautiful cat’s eyes, Lilac suddenly came to her decision.

* (Lilac) Meet me here after your shift, you better not make me regret wasting my study time

She dropped her location in a link, and gave a deep exhale. That was probably the most aggressive and desperate she’d ever been in her history of demanding a booty call over text, especially with someone she hadn’t even had dinner with yet! Lilac’s general policy before sending that text was to meet someplace public first to establish basic trust and attraction before anything physical. *Fuck it, I need it.*

* (Vincent) You won’t regret it, I’m sure of it. I’ll see you soon.

Lilac flushed with excitement. She checked the time, 5:13pm. *I still have a bit over 45 minutes before he arrives.*

Lilac straightened herself out, did a few stretches and ignored the wetness as best she could. She was determined to do as much homework as she could before Vincent arrived. After all, who knew how long they’d take?

By the time it was 5:55, Lilac had done most of her assignments (crazy what one can accomplish when in pure focus!) and decided to take a break, she needed to calm down. *Why am I so anxious?*

Lilac idly sat on her plushy pink love seat, with a glass of rosé in her hand, waiting expectantly to hear signs of a car pulling in downstairs, or even just the familiar bleep of her phone.

5:59, and no sounds.

*Gosh I need to fucking relax. It’s not like I’ve never laid before!*

A bit buzzed, Lilac absently leaned into the love seat, and let her hands wander between her legs. She lazily shifted the sheen of cotton aside to reveal her cleanly shaved lips, and began to alternate between caressing the delicate pink folds of her lips and rubbing her swollen clit.

It seemed her body had never truly stopped being excited ever since the moment she had gotten home and forced herself to study. She was still wet from before and that wetness had transferred a little onto her shorts, but she was barely conscious of the small streak of creamy residue on the bottom of her shorts.

Lilac kept rubbing herself, relishing the pleasure, but all she could think about was Vincent’s cock. She had let her mind wander back to the snaps he had previously sent her of his cock weeks before. She remembered seeing the large glistening head attached to the girthy shaft, with the lightly trimmed hair and neat set of balls underneath. At the time, she had wanted to ride it. But now, all she could think of was taking it deep down her throat.

She had never done that before, not with Vincent. But Lilac was more of a giver.

She enjoyed sucking cock more than anything else two could do in bed.

And she wanted to do it right this instant.

She missed the feeling of a cock hitting the very back of her throat, the satisfaction knowing that she had bested her gag reflex to do so, and how each time she went all the way up to a guy’s balls, he would quiver in excitement and pleasure locking eyes with her, begging for more. She missed the scent of it all and how the taste was slightly different per man. She missed grabbing hold of the shaft, and fondling balls as her throat was being massaged by cock. But most of all? She missed the throbbing and pulsing of she would feel just before the explosion of sperm down her throat.

Impulsively, Lilac swallowed, feeling herself getting hot and a little lightheaded. Her own orgasm was soon to come.

She continued to rub herself, this time imagining a cock cumming over her face after having shot a bit down her throat, and then she felt herself tense and that sweet release she’d been waiting for all day!

Just as she got out of her daze, soaked shorts and fingers and all, she heard the bleep of her phone.

* (Vincent) I just parked! Which apartment are you?

Lilac blushed, suddenly aware that she was super soaked, and now there was an actual cock waiting to service her just downstairs.

TO BE CONTINUED

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