Chuck eased himself down into the restaurant-red vinyl-covered seat of the booth at the Dew Drop Bar and Grill. The Dew Drop was a small hole in a large spot known as Carpenterville. A perfect spot for out of the way rendezvous of the sort Chuck had in mind.
Chuck wanted sex-- hot, "Do me now, Baby", no strings attached sex. He had been told this was the place to find it. He watched the waitress swagger towards him, swinging her hips in wide arcs that advertised her feminine availability.
"Yes," he thought to himself," I am definitely in the right place." She stopped by his table and her green eyes twinkled at his obvious appreciation of her more than adequate chest.
"Can I get you something to drink, Handsome?" she enquired with a teasing smile as she leaned over slightly, giving him a clear view of her cleavage in the tight fitting button-up white blouse. The slightest hint of white lace was visible, lovingly cupping those mammoth mounds. He felt his immediate physical response to what was his favorite piece of feminine anatomy.
"I'll take a large iced tea, with lemon," were the words that surprised him when they came from his mouth because he had thought he was going to say that he would take her, anytime, and anyplace.
"I'll be right back with that," she said and the gleam in her eye told him that she knew what he wanted to say. He just gazed in awe at her black short-skirt-covered hips swaying back to the kitchen. He wondered if those black hose were panty hose or thigh highs attached to a garter. If he had been a betting man, he would have bet on the garter belt.
She brought his glass, and bent from the waist deeply as she slid it across the table in front of him, letting the side of her breast brush his forearm. She pulled slowly back and told him she would be back soon to take his order. He couldn't find the breath to tell her that someone would be joining him shortly.
He did pull the vinyl covered menu from the chrome holder at the back of the table against the wall and perused it until he was halted by the red fingernails clasping the top of it and pulling it down as Amy slid into the seat across from him.
"I see you found the place," she said as she smiled deeply into his eyes, and settled herself directly across from him and slid her black hose encased foot up the inside seam of his khaki trousers.
Chuck looked at the figure-fitting black lace top that was visible inside her black suit jacket. It clearly showed the black and white striped bra she had on beneath it. But the matching black jacket somehow made it all respectable. Her blonde hair was a soft cloud of curls around her head and her navy blue eyes twinkled merrily at him from above her full ruby lips.
"Yes, your directions were impeccable," he replied, wiggling a bit in his seat to adjust the rising bulge.
"Did you wear ... you know..," he asked, looking intently at her for an answer.
"As per your request....no," she answered and grinned wickedly at him.
"Then move over her beside me," he said as he slid over, making room beside him on the booth seat .
She moved around the table and his hand slid to the black hose encased thigh nearest him. He edged his hand higher under her skirt and she squirmed herself into position so that he could reach his goal. He grinned as he stroked a finger over her bare and shaven outer lips. The grin widened when he delved deeper and slid a finger into the wetness of her heat. She gasped quietly at the penetration, and bit her bottom lip as he worked his fingers over her clit and back and forth, in and out of her hot hole.
" C'mon," she gasped, and grabbed his hand to pull him from the booth. He hastily tossed out a five dollar bill to pay for his tea, and let himself be led from the restaurant, toward the motel next door. She didn't say a word as she pulled a key from her jacket pocket and inserted it into the door of room 132. The door opened with a quiet swoosh, and she tugged him into the room.
He barely had time to register that it was a very clean, neat room which looked to have been remodeled recently when she pushed the door closed, locked it and pushed him up against the wall, her breasts drilling their hot stiff points into his chest. Chuck felt a blaze of passion make him rock hard as she pressed into him , and clasped his head between her hands to kiss him heatedly.
She took a step back, and let the jacket slip from her shoulders, leaving her upper torso clothed in a short sleeved back lace top, which clearly revealed the black and white zebra print bra, with black lace trim that she wore underneath.
Her breasts swelled above the lace of the bra showing him cleavage like he had seen very few times in his life. He felt his mouth water as she smiled enticingly and slowly pulled the top over her head, only the bra remaining to contain the huge melons. She came back to him and his eyes were glued to the cleavage mashed against him. Her hands slid slowly up his body lightly caressing each inch she encountered. She stopped briefly, and smiled widely, when her fingertips brushed against the hard bulge beneath his zipper.
She pulled his head to her again and singed him with a kiss as she rubbed her chest from side to side across his. She pulled back slowly, and dropped to her knees in front of him maintaining eye contact as she slid the zipper down and unfastened his belt. She slipped his pants and underwear down to his ankles and took his hard length into one hand while she licked up the inside of both legs, nibbling along the way. She swirled her tongue around his balls, sucking softly as her hand stroked him slowly.
She looked up into his eyes as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked it firmly bringing an instant response surging up within him, making him harder than he thought it was possible to be. He leaned his head back and groaned deeply when he felt her lips close around him and slide excrutiatingly slowly down his length. She sucked like a Hoover as she slid them back up and when she reached the tip, she closed her mouth around the head and flicked her tongue back and forth first in the slit on the end, and then, underneath the head on the soft tender spot , which sent a jolt of electricity through him. He tangled his fingers in her blond curls and pressed her mouth down until she once again had almost his entire length in her mouth.