"Lisa Hanson?" I asked the woman behind the counter in the upscale women's-ware store. "Hi, I'm Paul LaMarche."
"Well, nobody's called me by that name for decades. Yes, Lisa Clark now. Good to see you again, Paul!"
"So are you still married to Sam after all these years? I haven't seen you since before you got married. How do you like working here?"
"I don't really need the job; I fill in on weekends and busy times - mainly to get the spectacular employee discounts. I'm finished in about twenty minutes; would you like to have lunch across the street?"
I said yes and left to run an errand.
We met at the "Local" and got caught up on the years over lunch. When we were both through bragging about our children, I was finishing off my chocolate mousse desert.
"Hey, I was going to ask you for a taste of that; it looked good"
"Here, I'll get you some," I said, and scraped the remnants around the edge of the bowl with my finger. I held it out to her and she sucked the mousse off my finger with a lascivious smile.
"First mouth I ever came in," I said quietly.
She blushed and grinned. "The first? I never thought of that. Didn't Judy ever... Oh, she had that experience with Brad. Well how nice; that was a fun time we had together."
"How did that come about anyway; were Judy and Sam both out of town or something? And why did you do it? You were just about to get married, weren't you?"
"Yes, they were both away for a week. And I was about to marry Sam. I figured that it was my last chance to have an experience with somebody else plus I always thought you were cute. And it's coming back to me that I thought that you weren't getting any oral from Judy and you probably would say yes to the right approach."
"Well that was a great week," I said. "And not just the blowjobs. You were pretty kinky, wanting to hold my cock while I peed, and sucking me off lying in the tub with the shower running."
"I guess I was nervous about messing up giving head to Sam and wanted to practice with you. He had been hinting for a long time. I also loved your thick "naturally curly" cock. Sam's was straight as an arrow; that upward curve of yours was sexy."
"His was almost twice as long as mine, I recall."
"Almost, which caused problems for a while, but I learned how to work around it. So Judy never sucked you off?"
"Yeah - we probably would have gotten married if she liked giving blowjobs - that would have been a disaster; we were both too young.
"You mentioned Brad? I wonder if he was the guy Judy told me about; she called him 'X'. I guess he made her suck him for hours. She seemed pretty traumatized by the experience."
"I met him a few times," said Lisa. "Attractive guy, a few years older than we were, big car, seemed to have lots of money and no apparent job. He had quite a racket going, it turned out. Want to hear about it?"
"Sure," I said.
"Well, Judy met him freshman year at a Saturday night college dance - late in the evening. He swept her off her feet. He said she was the prettiest girl in the room - just the one he was looking for. Curfew came and he dropped her off at the dorm, promising to pick her up the next morning for breakfast. Judy said she hardly slept a wink waiting to see him again. He picked her up and they were gone most of the morning and Judy came back just before lunch with stars in her eyes. We asked her what happened but she was very coy.
"To cut to the chase, she told me the whole story much later: they had gone to a restaurant, and sat on the same side of a booth for breakfast. He sat close to him as they ate and kept whispering how hot she was and how she was driving him crazy. She asked what was going on and he took her hand and put it in his lap - he had a big hard-on. She recoiled at first but he held her hand in place and gave her a look that just dissolved her resistance. Brad paid the bill and within 10 minutes she was sucking his cock out in his car. The guy was a fast mover. It was the first time she had done that and she was amazed at the whole experience: sensing the pleasure she was giving him, the control she had, the surprise eruption of semen in her mouth, the not-unpleasant taste, the sensation of swallowing his cum at his urging.
"The whole thing had been very quick - Judy said she was almost elated at it all - how thankful he was, how he praised her for her technique, saying he couldn't believe that was her first time.
"It was the first of several breakfasts, all with the same plot."
"Didn't Judy want some reciprocation?" I asked. "It sounds rather one-sided"
"It was pretty much one-sided. Judy didn't know enough to ask him for cunnilingus, and I think she felt insecure that he didn't seem to want to fuck her, so she didn't call the question. I guess he did occasionally put a hand into her panties and diddle her, but at the start it was just blowjobs and Brad praising and thanking her.
"After a while Judy asked him about going out for lunch some time. Brad said he was just about to suggest that. And then the plot thickened. The first time they went out to a nice place and Brad ordered a bottle of champagne to go with the lunch. It was a long lunch, and by the end they had finished the champagne and Brad had drunk several martinis. They staggered out to the car happily, clinging to each other, Brad stroking and feeling her up as they walked. They fell into the back of the car making out and - surprise - pretty soon Brad was pulling out his cock for the de rigueur fellatio session. Judy gamely performed as always, but this time it took over a half hour of concerted mouthwork to make Brad come. She asked to stop a couple of times, but each time Brad sweet-talked her into continuing. Again his charm prevailed as it always had.
"They never went out for breakfast again. The lunches followed a similar pattern: nice surroundings, good food, plenty to drink, a tipsy traverse to the car for a brief make-out session followed by a half-hour to an hour of protracted cocksucking.
