I'd been working at the coffee shop for about 6months when i met him. He was a regular customer and had the sexiest lop-sided grin. Over the course of two weeks I found out his name was Bryan. He always ordered the same thing, a large coffee, with cream and sugar. I knew he was married because he used to make small talk about his family while waiting for his order, but I'm a tease and I used to flirt with him anyway, it was always harmless.
One day he came in as usual and placed his order, as he went to pay for his coffee I noticed that he had big hands, and I felt a tingle down in my pussy. Shocked I handed back his change and tried to avoid eye contact with him. As I made his coffee for him all I could picture was his fingers deep inside me, I knew that I was wet because I could feel the dampness on my panties. I tried to squeeze my thighs together so I could give a little relief to my clit, but it just made things worse. I glanced up and noticed him watching me with a smile on his face. I blushed and looked down. I handed him his coffee and as he grabbed the cup, his fingers brushed mine sending shivers down my spine. I looked up at him again and he held my gaze and thanked me.
As he walked away my eyes were glued on his hands, trying to imprint an image of his fingers in my mind for later on. Work passed by in a rush and the next thing you know its my lunch break. I knew that I had to have a 'play' and took off out to my car. I got in and quickly closed my door. I had already put the sun visor up so I was good to go. I ran my hands over my breasts and down over my tummy. As my hands got down to my hips I opened my legs up and moaned. I was wearing a skirt which came halfway up my thigh and I was glad that I didn't have to fumble with any buttons. I placed my coat over my lap incase someone walked past my car and happened to look in. I ran my hands down my thighs and imagined they were Bryans.
As my hands got closer to my pussy I could feel the heat coming from there. I knew I only had an hour til I had to get back to work, so I pulled my panties to the side and ran my hand over my smooth wet mound. I eased my finger between my lips and couldn't believe how wet I still was thinking about his hands. I leaned back into my seat, closed my eyes and spread my legs wider imagining his head in between them. Tracing my finger around my engorged clit and pushing my thumb deep inside me I could see his hands in my mind. I let out a little moan and opened my eyes and looked around a lil worried it was too loud.
As my head to my right, I felt a rush of blood to my face. BRYAN WAS IN THE CAR NEXT DOOR!! Had he seen me? He was looking down and I could just make out the top of a laptop screen. I smiled in relief, thinking that he hadn't noticed what I was doing and thought about stopping. Then an idea came into my head, I pretended my cellphone had rung, and made more noise than usual, laughing and joking. I hoped that I had his attention. I gave a cheerful goodbye into my phone and put it down.