Sitting there drinking my drink. Friends have all left early some excuse about work in the morning. I glance around for the bartender thinking hey I'll have 1 more and hit the road. I see you sitting across the bar, talking to some people. You spot me across and smile, I smile back and I get that feeling in my stomach every time I see you. Heartbreak quickens as I see you grab your drink and head towards me. You come around the corner and my breath leaves my body. Like always you're wearing a plaid skirt, low cut tank top and a zip up hoodie. Tank top tight enough to see the outline and color of the bra you have on. Loose enough to move around and show off a bra strap or an extra nice view of your cleavage. You're smiling that big smile as you notice me looking at your chest. You put a little extra bounce in your step as you give me a little tease of a show. You give me a big hug, pressing your breasts into me like you always do to tease me. You hold the hug a little longer for my benefit as you release and lean forward giving me another view of your cleavage. Your such a tease. We exchange pleasantries and the whole time I'm wondering if you're wearing panties or not. You order me another drink and pull me onto the patio where it's more private.
We haven't seen each other in awhile so we catch up. Grab another round of drinks. I'm starting to suspect you knew I was here from a Facebook post but I'm not going to ask yet. It would ruin the fun. You keep giving me a view of your cleavage and my mind keeps wandering. Thinking of the last time my hands were on your breasts, squeezing, pinching, licking your nipples, biting them.
You lightly punch my arm and shake me from my daydreaming. You ask me what I was thinking about and I tell you you don't want to know. Sure you say and ask me if I want another drink. Sure I say and as you leave you lean into me again giving me a view as you whisper in my ear, that your aren't wearing panties. As you skip away to get another drink you pull up the back of your skirt a little to give me a view of your ass. You look back and give me a devilish look. A few minute later your back and as you're handing me my drink your other hand slides across my lap, your hand sliding over my cock. Giving my thigh a squeeze.
Fuck. Enough games. I ask you if you want to get out of here and you say yes. You follow me out to my car and once inside I grab you by the back of your neck and pull you into me, our lips meet and our tongues do an ever familiar dance together, as my left hand finds your breast and begin squeezing and rubbing it. Your hand finds my hardening cock and you begin to rub my cock through my shorts. My other hand starts at your knee and slides up under your skirt, you aren't wearing any panties and you're soaked. No time for foreplay I quickly slide 2 fingers inside you as you moan and start fumbling with my belt and zipper and I slide my fingers out of your wet pussy and find your clit and begin to rub it in the rhythm I know you used to like. You're moaning as you finally free my cock from my shorts and you're running a fingertip along the head, slowly swirling it in the pre-cum I've had going for the last hour of teasing. You go to put your lips on my cock as a car pulls into the parking lot, lights momentarily illuminating the car.
I start the car with my free hand, my other hand still teasing your clit and switching off between finger fucking your pussy. I feel your lips on the head of my cock as I slowly back out of the parking spot, as I start to drive away I can feel your tongue on my dick, licking, as I get onto the road I feel your mouth slowly slide down my cock, all the way down as I groan and stop fingering your pussy as I need both hands to drive. You look up at me as I put my fingers in my mouth so I can taste you, the look in your eyes drives me wild, part arousal part desperation and you remember what I taste like and what my mouth does to your pussy. You moan long and loud as you take my cock fully into your mouth and throat.
