It was Wednesday evening and I was at the Jazz Club. I had seen her there before and always wanted her – but she had always been with another man. This time she was with a woman – and I knew that woman... a friend called Jean... who also worked at the College. I waved as they came in... and they headed over to my table. It was early and I was sitting alone at a large old-fashioned "farmhouse" table so they joined me... what a good start to the evening!
Jean introduced us... her friend's name was Barbara... I had seen her at work but never had the chance to meet her before. She looked even better close up... tall, medium-length dark hair and slim... with just a hint of perfume. She had good legs too – I've always liked slim women with good legs. She wore a simple black dress – I found out later that she nearly always wore black – and black stockings. I went and bought drinks for them both – and made sure that I sat down next to Barbara.
We all talked for a few minutes as the club filled up – the music was about to start. And then some more friends arrived and joined us at the table. There was lots of casual conversation as everybody got drinks and settled down ready for the music. I noticed that my friend Tom was paying lots of attention to Jean... that gave me more opportunity to talk to Barbara. I was a few years older than she was... and it seemed that she enjoyed that... she seemed to like getting attention from an older man. It got more crowded as the place filled up... I was soon sitting very close to her. I touched her arm a few times as we spoke. I wanted to touch her leg through her dress... I soon found an excuse... to emphasise a point as we talked. Her eyes smiled when I did that... a little surprise... a lot of pleasure... or so I thought. I wanted her badly. A few minutes later, I started stroking her leg under the table... she didn't react at all at first... then gave me what I thought of as a "little girl lost" look that made me start thinking that we were going to enjoy a lot of time together.
By the time the music ended, I knew that she wanted me too. She still looked a little nervous... as though she was surprised at my interest... but her eyes kept saying "Yes." As we started to leave, I asked if I could give her a lift home. She said that would be fine if Jean didn't mind... and Jean didn't mind at all! We said our Good Byes and walked to the car park. I put my arms around her and she again gave me that "little girl lost" look... part innocent but part willing and very expectant. We kissed hungrily and very passionately. I held her slim buttocks and pulled her onto my body. I could feel her stockings and suspenders through her dress. I wanted to put my hand between her legs... but it was too well-lit and there were too many people around for that. We got into my car and she told me where she lived. I put my hand on her leg as I drove... and she reached over and starting rubbing the bulge in my trousers. Thankfully, it was just a short distance and we were soon parking outside her small terraced house.
She unlocked the door and we went straight into the main room. She came into my arms... I kissed her once... long and hard... and then I pushed her shoulders down... until she was kneeling in front of me. She looked up at me... knowing what I wanted... and knowing that she would always do what I wanted. She then undid the belt and pulled them down to my ankles. She then pulled my pants forward and over my bulging cock and slid them down too. She pulled her hair out of the way and took my cock straight into her mouth... all the way. She started to suck and lick enthusiastically... mostly using just her mouth... her hand just holding my cock in the right position.
