Drunen Mischief

On a weekend, I decided to meet him in a mall nearby. It was 4 pm and the mall was already crowded and noisy, while we were looking for little quite and some privacy. So we decided to hit the bar named 'Bar Bar', well this was one creative name for a Bar.

Bar turned out to be exactly what we were looking for.. dimly lit and barely occupied.

He was 10 year senior to me, about 6 feet, fit, his curls and spectacles created an aura around him and what do I say about myself, I just found intellectual older men irresistible. I was in early 30's, about 5'3', little thick. Besides my smile, sense of humor and handful of orbs, I am not sure what men found attractive in me.

In order to celebrate our getting together after so long, we straightaway ordered a tray of vodka shots at 'Bar Bar'.

The six shots went in at a lightening pace and were instantly replaced by half a dozen gin shots, which also vanished like magic.

We moved to the same side of the sofa.. the bar was dimly lit and still not many tables were occupied.

"To our first kiss 2 years back"

I smiled remembering our first kiss after a lighter drinking session. We had barely managed to keep our hands off each other in the restaurant. As soon as we had hit the elevator, I had pulled him by the back of his neck and started kissing him. Our tongues did a ballet, exploring each and every part of each other. Starting from the lips, to mouth to ears to neck.. taking in the sweetness of each other hungrily. It had taken us 2 years of hide and seek to finally kiss.

Mixing alcohol is never a good idea. I came back to reality and slowly took my hand up his t-shirt. I was thirsty for more, took my hand down his jeans to his lovely butts and gave a gentle squeeze.

It was almost 5 pm and people had started trickling in but I couldn't care or maybe it was the alcohol. It had been 2 years since that first kiss and we had not had sex still, despite the fondling, kissing, and the tickling many times at many places.

While I was pondering and my hand was wandering, his hand had by now found its way inside my shirt. After just a little detour, it found something soft and round with inbuilt triggers.

I quickly asked for an LIT each as I didn't want to take a chance.

His fingers found my dark peaks and squeezed them, gently, I jerked and shifted to suppress the sensation. I knew that he was doing it on purpose, he knew how I loved it when he played with my points the way he hid. He was teasing me in public and I was mad as I couldn't stop him and maybe I didn't want to stop him.

It was revenge time.

The LIT arrived and I took a big swig.. fully aware of the consequences.

I unzipped his jeans and found my way to his rounded triggers and his hands stopped playing with mine.

I wanted him to go on so nudged his pole and he took the hint.

My fingers ran through his hard-on, one vein at a time..slowly running my nails across the length.

By this time the pub was reasonably crowded and few of the guys seemed to be getting stroked vicariously, so we left our LIT unfinished and called for a cab.

It was around 6 in the evening and still daylight but we were beyond caring. As soon as we boarded, we started kissing and our hands explored all nooks & corners

His lips were onto mine, playfully sucked mine tongue, and moved to explore my ears. His tongue was like water exploring each and every mystery of my ear lobe and sucking it with gusto. I almost cried out of joy and my hands slid in and took his bulging dick in my hands.

He opened the buttons of my top one by one and his hand cupped one of the melons and his mouth roughly cupped the other. Impatiently he pushed the lacy red bra aside and started sucking my tits... I was embarrassed for a second and even caught the driver enjoying the show. He chose to bite my nipple at that moment and I forgot all about the audience.

In this madness, we reached his home. I was still high and he was probably a little more in control. He stealthily took me to his house avoiding the watchful gaze of neighbors.

We were inside and the effect of alcohol was wearing off slightly by now.

The frenzy was taken over by passion to explore and relish. He took off my top slowly and ran his long fingers on my neck and down till the belly and with 2 fingers he slid my skirt down.

I was not far behind and I swiftly unbuttoned his jeans and pushed him to the couch in the living room.

I was primed and dripping to welcome him, he inserted his dick inside my pussy with a squishy sound and nudged my clit with this thumb. My hands were playing with his balls while my lips were kissing him all over his chest leaving a trail of deep red hickeys.

He started thrusting with full throttle, the sweat on glistening our bodies and I was just at the verge of release so started rubbing my clit ferociously and the whirlpool sucked in everything and he also couldn't hold on and he also got pulled in by that whirlpool and released strands of his juices in mine unprotected vortex.

We both drifted to sleep and got up after what seemed like an hour.. his wife was due any moment and there were couple of missed calls from my husband.