Oh, what a horrible, boring day it was for you! Books, meetings, spreadsheets; not a break all day. The thought of going home to a boring evening was weighing heavy on your mind. As you drove home, thinking this, your car got a mind of it’s own. Suddenly you found yourself in the parking lot of your favorite bar/restaurant. This particular establishment brought back fond memories of a special friend. Here you’ve met her twice, both times were enriching.
The bar was dark and a little smoky. You really did not pay too much attention to your fellow patrons as you ordered a drink. In a daze, you sipped and relaxed. After a few minutes, your mind came back down and you began to look around. Casually people watching, your eyes were suddenly drawn to a woman at the far end of the bar.
She was perched on her stool, having a lively conversation with the bartender. She appeared to be wearing tight black jeans. Her white blouse was both conservative and erotic. As she chatted in an animated manner, the shirt seemed to flow around her. Her hair was long, curly and pulled back at the face. All you could see was the back of her head, but that sight was enough to send chills down your spine.
You suddenly had butterflies in your stomach, your palms got sweaty, your heartbeat rapid and vocal. Could it be?
It took you a second to get up your nerve and walk the illusionary 5 miles from your seat to hers. You stood next to, and slightly behind her, hoping the odds and Gods were in your favor. Just as you were about to tap her on the shoulder, she turned to you.
You looked into each other’s eyes and laughed!
"Well, fancy meeting you here," she remarked.
"What ARE you doing here?" you asked.
The answer to your question was her in your arms, a kiss presented. You held her warmly and obliged. Oh, it felt so good to feel and to taste her. "Why did I wait so long?" you asked yourself.
As the kiss broke, she whispered in your ear with a voice riddled with passion, "Let’s get out of here." She turned away and settled her bill with the barkeep. She turned back to you and smiled. You smiled and walked out with her.
Not knowing what to do (a hotel was out of the question as you did have to pick up your son from Hockey later), you walked through the dark parking lot mechanically, following her lead. The next thing you knew, you were at your car. You automatically unlocked it and climbed in. She got in the passenger side.
You car was parked in a dark corner of the parking lot. The night was rainy but warm. What to do? Well, it seems she was not so uncertain.
"When is the last time you get it in a car?" she coyly asked.
You laughed and said, "It’s been a long time! I suppose tomorrow my answer will be different?"
She laughed and nodded. You car is small, and you were wondering how this was going to work. And you were already very aroused with the thought. She reached over, as if magnetically drawn to your heat. She smiled up at you and you gave her a sheepish grin. What could you say? She took that as encouragement and started to unbuckle your belt. You set your seat back, always the considerate gentleman… Ha!
In a flash, she had your warmth in her hand. After taking one last glance your way, she dropped her head to your lap. Oh! You liked the way it looked; to see the back of her head, then the side of her face as she enjoyed you. She started by lightly touching the tip of you with her hot, wet tongue. Then she circled your head, slowly, teasingly, hotly. Leaving your head, she took a sudden, long swipe down the face of your cock with her tongue. You leaned back and closed your eyes. She was so enjoying herself; really getting into it. She was sucking you with a mixture of rapid strokes and slow, thorough sweeps. She reached down the end of your shaft and licked your balls.
