Foreword:
This story is about a girl being more or less forced into sexual acts in a public location, despite her having a boyfriend, and her beginning to enjoy them.
I asked a friend for some random Key words (like "public location") and then wrote this story around them.
I am not native to the English language, so there might be some issues, especially with punctuation.
This is a work of fiction and I in no way endorse the behavior of the characters. I do however, find it hot. Exercise common sense and all that.
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She checked herself in the rear mirror of the car, seeing emerald green eyes looking back at her, she nervously putt a black strand of hair that had somehow gotten lose back in place.
She really had no reason to be nervous she scolded herself, she was just going to meet an old friend nothing more!
An old friend who made you scream with pleasure the last time you saw him, which you still keep secret from your boyfriend.
A sarcastic voice from the back of her head snarled at her.
Alright so maybe he was more than just a friend, but that kind of thing would not happen again!
She loved her boyfriend, and she would stay faithful to him. This was just a quick meeting, to catch up, nothing more, she didn't even care about him anymore. And besides, HE had a girlfriend now too, so he wouldn't try anything anyway.
Yes of course, the sarcastic voice inside her chirped in a sweetly tone. You still masturbate when your boyfriend is not around thinking about that night last year, thinking about all the ways he could take you that your loving gentle boyfriend never could, because you are so very faithful. And you picked such a public location in the mall, because you are so very sure of your willpower to stay so. And of course you would never wear that overly sexy dress with those high heels, he likes so much, thougher with the skimpiest underwear you have for meeting him....oh wait... you did.
The dress is not overly sexy! Just a little short maybe, and I just happened to like this underwear.
She thought as she stepped out of the car and into the mall, having to dodge around an older couple carrying a heavy looking bag between them.
Sure, Sure
. The voice replied and she imagined an evil looking version of herself with black lipstick leaning back in a high chair in front of a fireplace and sipping wine.
Focusing more on reality and less on her over active imagination she began looking for the ice cream parlor.
She immediately spotted him: Tall, Blond with muscles clearly visible through his t-shirt, and handsome as ever...which she did not care about in the least.
"Hey, great to see you again, it's been way too long." He said, smiling, and she felt her heart skip a beat.
"Yeah great to see youuumpf-"
Her sentence was cut short when, what she had thought to be friendly hug, had turned into a strong and deep kiss. With lips parted from the surprise, as well as the word she had been saying, he simply slipped his tongue into her mouth. It was an amazing kiss, and she felt her toes trying to curl up in her high heels and lost her balance as a result.
With one hand on her back and the other firmly gripping her ass, he casually caught her, while at the same time forcing the kiss even deeper. Biting into her tongue.
It took her long moments until she fought off pleasure and shock, and pushed him away....well tried to anyway. He let her push him away, she was pretty sure he could have kept holding her no matter how much she struggled.
You would like that wouldn't you?
She glared at him outraged.
"What the fuck are you doing, do you ev-"
"You are as beautiful and sexy as ever." He said smiling warmly to her, cutting off her tirade.
Oh you like that, you are getting wet...or was that from the kiss, I can't really tell.
Shut up, shut up shut up. She yelled in her head.
"Why don't we sit down, you seem a bit flustered."
Distracted, she sat down, before it came to her that probably just slapping him and stalking away would have been the correct path to take. But now she was already sitting, standing up again and slapping him now would seem stupid, wouldn't it...
Before she could decide on what to do, he had already launched into conversation. And seeing how things had apparently normalized, she just kind of followed him leading the conversation.
It did not stay that way for long though, only minutes after they had ordered, she felt his foot (he had apparently taken of his shoes) running up and down her leg, and no amount of angry glaring or shifting her legs away could persuade him to stop.
As if you want him too.
And after their ice cream had arrived, the conversation soon shifted to her sex life. Interspersed with compliments about how beautiful she was, and how much he liked her pale skin, he began asking her things that made her ears glow crimson red, and made her look around worriedly if anyone had overheard, which of course, it was much too noisy for with all the people around them.
And even though she hardly answered anything, he somehow seemed to know exactly what it was she had not said.
"It really is a shame he does not know how to tame you the way you should be. But I do."
He said grinning, and she felt blood rushing to her head.
And to your pussy, don't forget that.
"Shut up, we are in public! ...and I don't want to hear that from you no matter where we are!"
Liar.
"Of course I'm so- Ah dang it."
He said still grinning when he brushed against his glass, and spilled water over the table.
The glass had been almost empty so only a few drops ran down the table and dripped onto her dress, in this hot weather they would probably dry up within minutes.
"Let me help you with that." He said.
And before she could do anything he sat next to her on the bench, spreading a large paper towel across her lap. He began rubbing with the paper towel, directly above her clit, stimulating it through the fabric.
"Stop this at once!" She hissed, grabbing his hand with both of hers.
