The pick up tale
One
A chance meeting is all that it takes in most cases, and a chance meeting is what can change your life.
Now you see a beautiful woman sat alone on a bench and your heart misses a beat, your stomach tenses up with nerves, a normal reaction. At that point you have two options, be bold and make a play with small talk or walk away...
I was bold and did the first thing that came into my mind and made a play.
She sat alone on a bench, no headphones, not playing with her phone like others in her age group.
She sat in thought, dressed in a long sleeved black dress with a white frill around the bottom, black tights and a grey fitted shoulder shrug, a little make up but not too much and finally her long hair, light brown with a tinge of red. It was straight and pinned up in a bobble but still touched the base of her neck line.
I back-tracked a few yards and entered a coffee shop I had just passed, I popped in and bought a tea and a coffee and headed back to the mystery woman, I took in a deep breath.
"Hi! I didn't know what you would like so this is tea (holding my left hand up) and this is coffee ( I held up the cup in my right hand)" which one would you like?" I asked putting myself in her hands.
"What if I tell you to get lost?" she spoke.
"Then the homeless guy sat in the bus stop over there is going to get his first hot drink of the week!" I smiled, shrugged my shoulders and she smiled.
"You really bought two drinks as a pick up line?" she asked.
"Thought it might be easier and less obvious than sitting by you and asking for your name up front?" I smiled back and shook up the drinks.
She laughed and nodded.
"Coffee then please, but I take a sugar too!" She raised an eyebrow.
"Oh here hold that then" I handed over the coffee, rustled in my pocket for a sugar sachet and held it out.
"Thought of everything haven't you!" she laughed.
"Well sort of!" I sat next to her.
"What have you not thought of then?" She poured the sugar into her drink.
"What I would say if you did actually take the coffee!" I laughed and shrugged my shoulders.
"You're doing well for the time being" she laughed.
"Outstanding, because I wasn't sure where to go if you said no" I answered honestly.
"Bold move and brave! (She sipped at her drink) and you chose a good coffee shop too" she nodded in approval.
"My name is John!" I held out my right hand.
"Talia, nice to meet you."
We shook hands.
"You do know that nobody actually does this anymore? Chat up someone randomly, it's all done on line now!" she joked.
I pulled my phone out.
"Tinder is it?"
"Really, you're going with that answer? and shot me a look.
I gave a fake cough and we looked into each others eyes.
Six hours later we were still looking into each others eyes, but this time we were both naked.
Our mouths locked together and allowed our tongues to meet and bind together as I was laid flat on my back, my hands on Talia's hips helping her to ride upon my throbbing erection.
My face contorted as my body was subjected to abuse, Talia's breasts kneaded against my chest in time with the motion of her bodies movement, her careless attitude and openness towards sex refreshing.
Her control and motion with her hips were professional and experienced as she moved me inside her wetness.
She pulled away, sat up and stopped her movement for a moment, holding my cock with the muscles of her vagina so she could sit up straight. She folded her arms behind her back her hands locking together, her breasts exposed for me to reach up and hold in the palm of my hands as she began to move again, slow, long movement along my length as I became hard again.
I let her movement dictate my hold on her breasts, happy with her soft flesh weighing in my hands as she brought herself to orgasm.
Her head dropped forward as her movements became erratic, her breathing fast and shallow, her face glowing as I felt her body give in. She slowed, fell forward and laid on my arm, I kissed her forehead.
"You're still hard!" She smiled and she moved off me, ran her hands over my chest and looked down at me as like I was a prize.
I couldn't help but smile at the sight of her ample body, her 34C breasts.
Her hand reached for my erection, pulled off the condom and placed it some place I didn't care, her hand moved along my length, my body arched upwards.
"Can I taste you?" I asked.
"No!" she replied as her hand moved more quickly along my length, my senses gave in and I orgasmed into her hand.
She laughed out loud, leaned forward and kissed me hard as I gasped for air.
We laid in each others arms and in silence until the sound of a mobile phone rang around the room.
"That's not mine, have you a mobile?" I asked.
She sighed, rolled over off me and stood, picking up her bag and producing a phone from it.
"Hi" she answered but instead of walking away for privacy, she stood in front of the bed and let me gaze upon her stunning naked body.
"OK milk and sugar, got it...I'll be home soon, bye love you too." She hung up and our gaze never left each other.
I placed my hands behind my head and my joy drained from every sweaty pore on my body.
"Please don't say anything..." She looked at the dresser, tore off a piece of paper and a picked up a pen.
Too good to be true and already taken!
"What is your number?" she asked.
'Eh, you want my number?' My thoughts nearly flowed from my lips.
I took a deep breath and spoke slowly as she wrote it down, I watched as she changed back into her clothes as I laid still.
Finished, she sat on the bed, leaned over and we kissed, the passion and energy still strong despite what I now knew.
"I very much liked your company" she smiled, then she left and I hit the shower.
Used and abused! This was a new experience!
Two weeks later.
I tried to forget about the encounter. I allowed myself to be distracted from it and went about my business of work and home. It was two days later I stopped picking my phone up the second it pinged a message, waiting to see if it was from my new friend
It was the experience that had me captivated and I yearned for a meeting again, well to be used and abused
A meet up with my parents for Sunday brunch, about two weeks later when I think back had my head spinning again.
I was sat with my Dad watching the golf after a hearty Sunday dinner made by mum when my phone rang. Taking it from my pocket I didn't recognise the number so put it back down on the side of the sofa.
Seconds later a ping of a message being received had me picking it up and opening it up.
'Tea or Coffee?' it read.
"Talia?" I spoke out loud.
"I never thought I would hear from you, anyway how are you?" I asked. I got up from the sofa and nodded to my Dad who looked at me in a way that said 'who are you speaking to?'
"I've been good so I'll cut to the chase! I have been thinking about you, also talking about you" Talia spoke with a hint of shame.
"OK, I'm not sure what you're trying to say?" I stood against the wall in the porch.
"Jesus I don't either...god I want to feel you again...I'm married and have a kid, but I can't get you out of my mind...and I was talking to my friend Shelley and she is wanting to meet you" she said and went quiet while I took in the information.
"You hooking me up with a date, when you want me?" I laughed.
"I know...I am hoping it gives me an excuse to be able to see you again" she spoke truthfully.
"Ah OK...silly that!"
"She is very pretty...you will enjoy her!..." she blurted out.
"Enjoy her?..."
"What you wearing?" she asked.
"Er, jeans and T-shirt" I replied.
"God I bet you smell good too?"
"You been drinking?" I laughed out loud.
"I told Shel how good you were and well...you up for meeting her?" Talia forced out.
"I suppose so, I got no..." I was cut off mid sentence.
"Is it bad that I have my fingers rubbing at my pussy thinking of you?" she said shamelessly.
I stood and moved position in the hallway and shifted the phone to my other ear, suddenly aware of the fact I was in my parents house.
"Yes...no...I mean...you have?" I stuttered out and I heard her voice change, her breathing became shallow.
Oh yes she was doing it as she spoke to me, really was bringing herself to an orgasm as she spoke on the phone.
"Are you alone?" I asked.
"No...Tim is downstairs in his man shed...I can see him."
"Are you looking out the window?" My own heart began to race.
"I am at the window in the spare room looking down into the garden...my jeans are around my ankles...I have a finger playing with my clit...but I want it to be your tongue...(she sighs with pleasure)"
"I wish I was knelt there with you, flicking my tongue at the nub of your clit...the taste of you of my lips!..." My elevated heart rate made it hard to talk.
"I so much regret not letting you taste me" she gasped.
"...will I like how you I taste?" I turned away on the stairs.
Talia began to buck her body as she brought herself to an orgasm.
"I think I...oh my I...I can feel your breath." Talia placed the phone down as she held onto the window sill.
'Shit' I thought and laughed a little, rubbed my face with my hand and my body responded to the image of her body that I remembered. My cock stirred in my jeans and I became uncomfortable where I stood.
"Pato's bar...Wednesday 8..." She hung up and left me with an image of her in my head bringing herself off in private in her house.
I couldn't help but get aroused, I ran upstairs and practically fell into the bathroom.
I stood at the sink and brought up the calls on my phone, I found the last number and redialed...it wasn't answered and went straight to voice mail. I hit speaker, placed it down on the sink and pulled my belt loose, the buttons on my jeans pulled open. My cock fell forward and I couldn't help but grab hold.
"I am stood in my parents bathroom now...my head buzzing with what you just told me... that you're pleasuring yourself... well my cock is rock hard so I am stood...cock in my hand...wanking myself over you." I spoke for as long as I could as I held onto the sink and rubbed myself into an orgasm, my breathing hard and my thoughts filled with Talia.
Ten minutes later I was back on the sofa watching the television again being handed a cup of tea.
