Awake early with a naked stranger in my bed. I guess we had sex, well, it's a no brainier. I was out partying hard hoping to get a good fuck, by the look of his limp cock. I certainly wasn't disappointed.
I hate these awkward moments. I don't know if sex was good. He'll want another I'm sure. I can't really remember. I decide to leave him a note, written in lipstick on his chest. I have an appointment, thanks for the fun night. Let yourself out kisses." I applied some lipstick to my own lips and signed the note with a kiss.
I quickly dressed, shorts and tank top and headed to Tim's for a coffee. I can see my apartment from Tim's, so I could go back to my apartment once he left, with no awkward moments.
I am sitting at a table waiting for my coffee, remembering snippets of last night, his name I can't remember. What I do remember was how his fingers invaded my vagina, fast and slow, then deep and shallow. His touch was soiled with my bodily fluids. I opened my legs wider beckoning for his hard to fuck me. I was hungry for him and wondering just how good he was with cock that was standing so proud. "Don't fucking stop?" I begged him, when his thrusts began to slow and get deeper into me. The moment of his ejaculation is a moment I relish. I am taking something that doesn't belong to me. His cock is mine. For this moment I am the one giving him extreme pleasure. "Don't you dare cum before me." I breathed into his ear.
"I love you, no one else compares!" He said as he ejaculated inside me. However, false. His proclamation of love may be, it still gives me a good feeling inside me.
I closed my eyes as his lips plant a kiss on me. The kisses are so gentle. Like he was afraid. To hurt me. This is all too familiar a kiss also different to how his tongue threatened to incapacitate me with his assault on my vagina.
"That's four dollars, gorgeous," the cute waiter said, smiling at me.
"I am about to pay for my coffee and bagel when I hear a deep, manly voice says, "Let me get that for you."
A guy wearing a suit, a business suit, the type of suit that makes a man look invincible. Well, that had quite the effect on me. He walks forward and stands beside me; then he hands the waiter some bills and tells him to keep the change.
"I've seen you at the same university with my daughter, Donna." Stephen said.
"Yeah, I know a Donna from uni." I said smiling, then licked my lips. My smile seemed to ease Stephen
"Why don't you sit down with me, Stephen?." I said, while batting my eyes.
He sat with his eyes locked onto the tip of my tongue running between my lips. I leaned across the table and kissed him on the lips. I paused for a while, watching his gaze. It had the sexual hunger,
"Thank you, for buying me breakfast," I said, sitting back down on my chair.
I eat my bagel with a constant smile on my face. I knew I had him on my hook, and he thought because I am going to college with his daughter, I must be eighteen the same as Donna.
Going to university is a requirement for my new career. The job kinda jumped into my lap, so to speak, artifacts' acquisitions for a museum. I helped my old boss with it. He was stripped of the position. He, was using it for his own gain. Now they have brought someone in from an insurance company. (sutherbys) I guess I need a degree in law, languages, computer and archaeology forensics. They are footing up the cash, so I shall take whatever.
I continue to smile. I am smiling because I know it's so easy to make a married man desire me. This heightened by my constant hunger for sex.
"My pleasure. Are you meeting someone?" He said.
I smile, shaking my head. "Nope, I am here for breakfast, and to get away from an awkward situation."
"Boyfriend?" He asked.
I nod, looking at him through my fluttering eyelashes.
"Why don't you just kick him out"
"It's a bit more complicated than just dumping him, Stephen."
"In what way is it more complicated Carla?"
"I can't just kick him out, it's not my apartment." It wasn't really a lie, it's my boss's apartment, a place for us to fuck. I just put some very tempting bait on my hook.
"Well, I am not having you going back living with him Carla, it's obvious he makes you uncomfortable."
"What alternative do I have Stephen. live on the street?"
"No way, you will collect your things, then come to my place." His tone went assertive. I like that and I smile as I look into his eyes, I wrap my arms around the back of his neck, I began kissing him, more assertive this time. I kissed him long enough to take his breath away.
"Would you do that for me!" I fluttered my eyelids at him.
"Of course I would Carla! I shall come with you. To make sure you don't have any problems, with your boyfriend."
"Oh, we'll not have any problems. I saw him leaving a few minutes ago. The apartment is just across the road."
"I wondered why you were just in shorts and tank top."
"Well, shall we go and get the rest of my stuff Stephen.'' I almost ushered him, out of Tim's. Across the road, to the apartment.
I opened the door to the apartment and immediately began to undress. He watched me as I slowly pulled my tank top over my head. I gazed down at the bulge that had formed in his pants. He immediately turned his gaze away.
"I am sorry Stephen. There is little privacy, in this apartment. I am so used to being watched undress." I walked over to him and put my arms on his shoulders, I turned him around till he was facing me.
"You are so young, Carla." He stammered out.
"I am no virgin Stephen. I could see in the coffee shop you wanted to fuck me." I started to push his jacket off his shoulders. It dropped in a pile behind him. Then I looked him in his eyes as I started to unbutton his shirt.
"I can't do this Carla? You're the same age as my daughter." He said trying to push me away.