Shaen but Not Taen

Since his boss allowed him to take the day off to cover his dental appointment, Jeremy decided to take advantage of the free time to have his car serviced. He went to the dealer's location right after his dental appointment.

He had just finished reading the last of the available magazines in the waiting area when a woman entered, walked past him and sat down in a chair opposite of his. The feint scent of her perfume caught his attention, which deserved a glance in her direction.

She had a pretty face with green eyes, a tiny nose and short hair, dark brown with obvious red highlights streaked throughout. Her eyes were focused on her cell phone in her hand.

As she sat down, she crossed her legs, giving Jeremy (perhaps?) an unintended view of her thighs. Her blouse was tight enough to promise firm breasts underneath.

Not one to waste an opportunity to flirt, Jeremy cleared his throat and made his move.

"Ahem; excuse me, Miss, but might you share the name of your perfume with me? It's absolutely intoxicating."

She caught his gaze, as though disinterested in his question.

"Libre."

"Ah, by Yves St. Laurent."

She was taken aback by his knowledge of the perfume.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, it is," she answered with an easy smile.

"In my experience, I've found that a woman chooses a fragrance to match her personality."

"So, you think I'm intoxicating?" She asked.

The service technician walked up to them.

"Mr. Haller, your car is ready. But Miss Ferguson, I'm afraid your car will not be ready for several hours while we wait for a part."

She sighed out loud in frustration, just as Jeremy stood up.

"I have an idea," he suggested, "why don't I take you to lunch while you wait for your car? We can continue our conversation over lunch. I'm Jeremy."

She stood and offered her hand, and he shook it.

"I'm Veronica, but my friends call me Ronnie. And I think it would be interesting to continue our conversation."

They went to the service desk where Jeremy paid for his car's service, and then he led Ronnie to his car. He opened the door for her and she purposely flashed her legs for him.

As Jeremy drove away from the dealership, she placed a hand on his thigh.

"You know, I have an idea myself that you might like to entertain."

"Really? What do you have in mind?"

"I was wondering if you would like a chance to enjoy my perfume a little more."

"How so?"

"Perhaps if we had a private place, you could try to find the places on my body where I applied the perfume."

"Say no more," he replied confidently.

Jeremy's apartment was on the other side of town, so he drove to the nearest hotel. They both knew what they wanted. After checking in, Jeremy took Ronnie to their room. As soon as the door was closed behind them, she was all over him. They kissed passionately.

She pressed her soft body against him as her tongue wormed its way between his lips. He grasped her buttocks as she unbuttoned his shirt. They broke apart, as if in instant agreement and they both quickly undressed. He was already hard, and could not keep his hands off her magnificent breasts.

Soon they were embraced on the bed, rolling back and forth for control. She reached down off the bed for one of her silk stockings and then stood up on the bed, straddling his body.

"Want to play a game?" She asked playfully.

"Will I get to fuck you?" He asked.

"No, but I will fuck YOU, longer than you ever dreamed possible."

"Then have your way with me."

She placed his hands together, palms against each other and tied one of her stockings around his wrists, and through his palms until they were tightly bound together. She moved him at an angle on the bed so she could use the end of the stocking round the bedpost.

Jeremy grinned in anticipation; he loved being restrained and used by a woman.

Ronnie knelt on his chest and slowly eased forward until her weight was balanced on his chin. Jeremy was okay with that; it aroused him terribly to have a woman sit on his face.

She eased her sex over his mouth, her thighs closing in on his cheeks. His nose was visible between her thighs as she pressed down onto his waiting mouth. As he started doing what was expected, she upped the game.

"Men always have to use fingers to get me off, but if you can give me orgasms with just your mouth, you'll get the fucking of your life."

Jeremy could smell the perfume on the inside of her thighs and it had an immediate effect on him. He used every trick, every bit of skill he could to excite her, to make her wet and to use his tongue. He tried to tease her as much as possible, and just as he suspected, and true to his experience, she took over, taking her orgasm from him.

She used one hand to rub one of her breasts, squeezing the nipple. Her other hand fisted in his hair, to curtail the movement of his head. She began to use his nose and chin, rubbing across his face, grinding harder and harder as she neared her climax.

It was the longest any woman had ever sat on his face. Jeremy's jaw was tired as she used his extended tongue over and over. She looked down at his excited eyes, her lips drawn in a lustful grimace.

"I'm coming, you fucker; lap it up!"

Jeremy's cock twitched and throbbed with a painful need for release, but he lapped at her slit, driving his tongue into her, savoring the essence of her orgasm.

She remained in place until the intensity of her orgasm faded. When she stepped off of the bed, she retrieved her thong and the other silk stocking. She stood by the bed so that Jeremy could watch.

She rubbed the thong through her slit and then stuffed it inside. When she pulled it out, she stuffed into Jeremy's willing mouth. She wrapped the silk stocking around his head, securing it so he could not spit out her soaked thong.

She calmly put the rest of her clothes on as Jeremy's muffled words were lost in the wet thong in his mouth.

Once she was dressed, sans her thong, Ronnie pulled Jeremy's wallet from his trousers. She took out the cash as Jeremy thrashed on the bed, screaming into the thong.

"$43 in cash is all you expected to pay me?"

Jeremy kicked and pulled at the stocking binding his hands but it only got tighter.

"I'll be kind and leave your clothes and wallet, but I'll be taking your car so I can get back to the dealer to pick up mine."

Jeremy had lost his erection. He was obviously begging behind the thong.

As Ronnie was about to leave, she turned to him one more time.

"Oh, did you think I was actually going to fuck you? Well, April Fools!"