Well Hello.
Its been an incredibly rough week here on the home front.
Between the doctors, and the altercation with the drunk, and all the little other things I havent bothered your brains with, I was in need of something, though I didnt really know what.
I found myself coming home fairly late from the south side of town, and seeing as I live on the north side, I had to drive past downtown.
It was busy, holiday weekend/season opening busy. So I took my car to a hotel I knew wouldnt care if I just left it there, handed the valet some cash, and started wandering around downtown.
I found the prefect place, at a fairly busy bar, but a quiet corner, where I could look easily out onto the street, as well as into the bar.
The little cocktail was super cute, but I just kind of wanted to be left alone, so after her 4th attempt to get me to buy booze, I handed her a $20 and told her I just wanted to sit there. She happily took the $20, and told me to flag her down if I changed my mind.
It took a few minutes before the stupid college freshmen started in with the lines that (hopefully) in 5 years they will think back on and cringe.
At one point, when blonde and spiky with a straw cowboy hat came up to me, assuming Id been stood up, and telling me how hed NEVER do such a thing to me, and I was debating whether or not to tell him Im 6 years older than him and not even remotely interested, I felt a hand graze the back of my head.
At first I figured it was just a drunken accident, but instinctively turned to look in the direction the hand was headed.
I looked down the sidewalk, and there he was, smirking over his shoulder as he walked away.
H.
I didnt get up, I didnt make any sudden moves, but I definitely had various fluids rushing to various parts of my body.
But he didnt stop, so I didnt want to get too excited. Besides, maybe my over-stressed mind was playing jokes on me.
I decided to stay there another 15 minutes, to see if he would come back. And if he didnt, Id just go home.
4 minutes later, he reemerged from the crowds, and hopped the fence I was sitting next to.
I wanted to be sure you werent with someone.
Never.
My nightly constitutionals are about to get a lot more obnoxious.
This is part of my I have no desire to live downtown.
Youre a smart girl.
I dont have a tab, so, lets go.
He smirked as he hopped back over the fence, and took my hand so I could hop over after him.
Im impressed by any girl who can stick a landing in shoes like those.
I was wearing stilettos, and Im pretty impressed with myself that I didnt break my ankles.
We walked playfully down the street for a bit, in the direction of his condo.
At one point, I wrapped my arm around his, playfully.
He stepped in front of me, grabbed my jaw in his fingers, and swallowed my mouth in his.
The kiss was long, wet, but much softer than the last time my mouth met his.
I honestly didnt think Id run into you again.
Yeah, well, Austins not so big after all.
He didnt say anything to that, he just leaned down, bit my ear, and turned to continue walking.
We got to his building, he lives on a 4th floor, so we climbed into the first elevator.
After a quick sweep of the elevator to make sure we werent on camera, I pushed the stop button, hoping it wasnt wired to the fire department (luck was with me).
I turned back to him, reached into his pants, and pulled out his already hard cock. I snuggled up to his face, lightly bit his lips, circled my thumb around his head, and got on my knees.
I went after his cock like it was gonna spill my dirtiest secrets if I didnt swallow it before it had the chance.
Long, slow, wet up-and-down with my head, stopping only occasionally to swallow, and just let his cock sit against the back of my throat (I kind of love that feeling).
After about 2 minutes, he put his hand on my head, pushed it back.
I got myself out of the way just in time to watch him explode ALL over the floor in the elevator, he leaned his head back, and sighed.
That was perfect.
I do what I can.
Well, yeah, butnever mind And he pulled the stop button back out.
Wed reached his door, and wandered inside.
He stepped inside in front of me, and turned almost immediately, to latch the door, trapping me between his arms. He stared down at me with dark eyes that quietly screamed, I could tear you apart.
For the first time in a long time, I had to stop and think about whether or not my heart was beating.
He slowly and VERY deliberately wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, and pulled my face up to meet his.
He stopped just short of his lips, dipping his head, tracing my lips with the very tip of his nose, before finally letting his lips meet mine.
While we explored each others mouths, my hand went up to meet his jaw line. I traced his jaw, his neck veins, his ear, all the while letting myself get kind of lost in the situation.
*Things went well last time, and Im pretty sure my brain was COMPLETELY detached. So I was trying to get there again.
No raunchy make-out session on the way to the bed this time, no fast and hurried race to get off like last time, things were definitely different, but I wasnt complaining. I was still as worked up as Id ever been.
He helped me out of my clothes as we meandered towards his bed, and by the time we got there, I was totally naked. He sat down on the bed, his hand angled up, still on my hips, tracing the curve of my ass.
You look amazing.
I grinned.
He leaned forward, and kissed my tummy, just below my belly button, then proceeded to kiss his way down to my pussy.
He pulled me down onto him, to where I was straddling his lap.
Our mouths met again, and while he was playing with my hair, I was unbuttoning his shirt, letting my fingers slide over his nipples, and my nails lightly scratch his chest.
His hand started lazily playing with my pussy, at first in small circles on my clit, then to between my lips, eventually sinking his fingers deep inside.
God, youre so wet.
All I could do was moan in response.
I bit down on his neck, gently, he uttered something, though I have no idea what he said.
He wrapped his arms around me, and turned me down onto my back as he got off the bed, starting down at me as he removed his clothes.
His whole presence was different than last time I saw him. And while it was great to get to play the switch role, there was something incredible about looking at him standing above me, powerful eyes drilling a hole into me.
His hands gripped my ankles, working upwards toward my body as he climbed on top on me. He leaned forward, kissing my neck, working his way down to my collar bone, stopping only to lock eyes with me; not saying a word.
I was shaking by the time he met my pussy.
Next to a full-blown orgasm (but a very close second), I LOVE that little burst of release I get when I finally get contact in the exact way Ive been anticipating.
He spent probably 30 minutes working on my pussy; licking, tickling, kissing it until I was so orgasmed out, I could have slept for 3 days.
He crawled up to hover over my face again,
I guess you needed that.
I guess I did.
I reached down, gripped his cock, and started stroking him, but he stopped me.
Id rather be inside you.
He rolled over, pulling me on top of him as he went.
My forehead rested against his, my fingers tracing his ears, his hands in my hair.
He sat upright, and with that movement, slid into me.
He felt great. And again, completely different than last time.
He held my head against his,
You feel amazing.
It wasnt long before I was ready to cum, and to my sheer delight, when I came, he came with me.
We laid there together for a long time, not talking, his hands idly wandering over my back.
Um, he lightly tapped my back, distracted, Im about to sound like a jerk.
As long as you wife doesnt have a gun, I dont care.
No, thats not it..I dont remember your name.
Thats okay, I never knew yours.
I told you.
I didnt listen.
Oh. Well, what is you name?
No.
Why not?
I dont want you to know my name.
Okay, Mystery Girl. And you dont want to know mine?
Nope. I like it this way.
But what if I want to see you again?
Well, Im here, arent I?
I guess youre right.
Trust me, Im always right.
And with that, his lazy strokes with his hands resumed, and I left myself get sleepy.
Things were definitely different this time.
Yeah, sometimes I get into a mood. But I dont always want stuff shoved in my ass. Obviously you didnt mind.
Nope. Just curious.
Maybe next time I see you
Lets not get ahead of ourselves.
And with that, I got up, pulled back on my clothes, and headed towards the door.
So, really, nothing? I have no way to contact you?
We found our way back to each other this time, itll probably happen again.
And I left.
Between the doctors, and the altercation with the drunk, and all the little other things I havent bothered your brains with, I was in need of something, though I didnt really know what.
I found myself coming home fairly late from the south side of town, and seeing as I live on the north side, I had to drive past downtown.
It was busy, holiday weekend/season opening busy. So I took my car to a hotel I knew wouldnt care if I just left it there, handed the valet some cash, and started wandering around downtown.
I found the prefect place, at a fairly busy bar, but a quiet corner, where I could look easily out onto the street, as well as into the bar.
The little cocktail was super cute, but I just kind of wanted to be left alone, so after her 4th attempt to get me to buy booze, I handed her a $20 and told her I just wanted to sit there. She happily took the $20, and told me to flag her down if I changed my mind.
It took a few minutes before the stupid college freshmen started in with the lines that (hopefully) in 5 years they will think back on and cringe.
At one point, when blonde and spiky with a straw cowboy hat came up to me, assuming Id been stood up, and telling me how hed NEVER do such a thing to me, and I was debating whether or not to tell him Im 6 years older than him and not even remotely interested, I felt a hand graze the back of my head.
At first I figured it was just a drunken accident, but instinctively turned to look in the direction the hand was headed.
I looked down the sidewalk, and there he was, smirking over his shoulder as he walked away.
H.
I didnt get up, I didnt make any sudden moves, but I definitely had various fluids rushing to various parts of my body.
But he didnt stop, so I didnt want to get too excited. Besides, maybe my over-stressed mind was playing jokes on me.
I decided to stay there another 15 minutes, to see if he would come back. And if he didnt, Id just go home.
4 minutes later, he reemerged from the crowds, and hopped the fence I was sitting next to.
I wanted to be sure you werent with someone.
Never.
My nightly constitutionals are about to get a lot more obnoxious.
This is part of my I have no desire to live downtown.
Youre a smart girl.
I dont have a tab, so, lets go.
He smirked as he hopped back over the fence, and took my hand so I could hop over after him.
Im impressed by any girl who can stick a landing in shoes like those.
I was wearing stilettos, and Im pretty impressed with myself that I didnt break my ankles.
We walked playfully down the street for a bit, in the direction of his condo.
At one point, I wrapped my arm around his, playfully.
He stepped in front of me, grabbed my jaw in his fingers, and swallowed my mouth in his.
The kiss was long, wet, but much softer than the last time my mouth met his.
I honestly didnt think Id run into you again.
Yeah, well, Austins not so big after all.
He didnt say anything to that, he just leaned down, bit my ear, and turned to continue walking.
We got to his building, he lives on a 4th floor, so we climbed into the first elevator.
After a quick sweep of the elevator to make sure we werent on camera, I pushed the stop button, hoping it wasnt wired to the fire department (luck was with me).
I turned back to him, reached into his pants, and pulled out his already hard cock. I snuggled up to his face, lightly bit his lips, circled my thumb around his head, and got on my knees.
I went after his cock like it was gonna spill my dirtiest secrets if I didnt swallow it before it had the chance.
Long, slow, wet up-and-down with my head, stopping only occasionally to swallow, and just let his cock sit against the back of my throat (I kind of love that feeling).
After about 2 minutes, he put his hand on my head, pushed it back.
I got myself out of the way just in time to watch him explode ALL over the floor in the elevator, he leaned his head back, and sighed.
That was perfect.
I do what I can.
Well, yeah, butnever mind And he pulled the stop button back out.
Wed reached his door, and wandered inside.
He stepped inside in front of me, and turned almost immediately, to latch the door, trapping me between his arms. He stared down at me with dark eyes that quietly screamed, I could tear you apart.
For the first time in a long time, I had to stop and think about whether or not my heart was beating.
He slowly and VERY deliberately wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, and pulled my face up to meet his.
He stopped just short of his lips, dipping his head, tracing my lips with the very tip of his nose, before finally letting his lips meet mine.
While we explored each others mouths, my hand went up to meet his jaw line. I traced his jaw, his neck veins, his ear, all the while letting myself get kind of lost in the situation.
*Things went well last time, and Im pretty sure my brain was COMPLETELY detached. So I was trying to get there again.
No raunchy make-out session on the way to the bed this time, no fast and hurried race to get off like last time, things were definitely different, but I wasnt complaining. I was still as worked up as Id ever been.
He helped me out of my clothes as we meandered towards his bed, and by the time we got there, I was totally naked. He sat down on the bed, his hand angled up, still on my hips, tracing the curve of my ass.
You look amazing.
I grinned.
He leaned forward, and kissed my tummy, just below my belly button, then proceeded to kiss his way down to my pussy.
He pulled me down onto him, to where I was straddling his lap.
Our mouths met again, and while he was playing with my hair, I was unbuttoning his shirt, letting my fingers slide over his nipples, and my nails lightly scratch his chest.
His hand started lazily playing with my pussy, at first in small circles on my clit, then to between my lips, eventually sinking his fingers deep inside.
God, youre so wet.
All I could do was moan in response.
I bit down on his neck, gently, he uttered something, though I have no idea what he said.
He wrapped his arms around me, and turned me down onto my back as he got off the bed, starting down at me as he removed his clothes.
His whole presence was different than last time I saw him. And while it was great to get to play the switch role, there was something incredible about looking at him standing above me, powerful eyes drilling a hole into me.
His hands gripped my ankles, working upwards toward my body as he climbed on top on me. He leaned forward, kissing my neck, working his way down to my collar bone, stopping only to lock eyes with me; not saying a word.
I was shaking by the time he met my pussy.
Next to a full-blown orgasm (but a very close second), I LOVE that little burst of release I get when I finally get contact in the exact way Ive been anticipating.
He spent probably 30 minutes working on my pussy; licking, tickling, kissing it until I was so orgasmed out, I could have slept for 3 days.
He crawled up to hover over my face again,
I guess you needed that.
I guess I did.
I reached down, gripped his cock, and started stroking him, but he stopped me.
Id rather be inside you.
He rolled over, pulling me on top of him as he went.
My forehead rested against his, my fingers tracing his ears, his hands in my hair.
He sat upright, and with that movement, slid into me.
He felt great. And again, completely different than last time.
He held my head against his,
You feel amazing.
It wasnt long before I was ready to cum, and to my sheer delight, when I came, he came with me.
We laid there together for a long time, not talking, his hands idly wandering over my back.
Um, he lightly tapped my back, distracted, Im about to sound like a jerk.
As long as you wife doesnt have a gun, I dont care.
No, thats not it..I dont remember your name.
Thats okay, I never knew yours.
I told you.
I didnt listen.
Oh. Well, what is you name?
No.
Why not?
I dont want you to know my name.
Okay, Mystery Girl. And you dont want to know mine?
Nope. I like it this way.
But what if I want to see you again?
Well, Im here, arent I?
I guess youre right.
Trust me, Im always right.
And with that, his lazy strokes with his hands resumed, and I left myself get sleepy.
Things were definitely different this time.
Yeah, sometimes I get into a mood. But I dont always want stuff shoved in my ass. Obviously you didnt mind.
Nope. Just curious.
Maybe next time I see you
Lets not get ahead of ourselves.
And with that, I got up, pulled back on my clothes, and headed towards the door.
So, really, nothing? I have no way to contact you?
We found our way back to each other this time, itll probably happen again.
And I left.
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