She saw him across the bar looking at her. Their eyes made contact and she blushed. She hadn't done that in a while, blushed. For the next half hour or so they made eye contact again 4 or 5 times and each me they did she blushed, but something else happened too. She could feel her pulse race a little and even more, she could feel herself getting more turned on. What was it about him? By the time an hour had passed she started getting a little annoyed he hadn't come over and talked to her yet. She wasn't sure if that was just because she was tiring of the cat and mouse game or because she was getting so turned on that she could feel herself getting wet.
That's when the waitress brought her a drink... with a note. She looked up to make eye contact with him again and he was gone. She looked at the note and it said:
I know what you want.
If you really want it, meet me outside at my car in 5 minutes. I'll be standing next to the silver BMW.
SR
PS: Don't bother coming if you're still wearing those black satin panties.
Well that was rather presumptuous. She sat there reading the note a few more times, not even noticing how fast she was drinking her drink. She rolled her eyes, crumpled it up, stood and walked to the bathroom. While in there she took off her black satin panties, put them in her purse and walked out to the parking lot. She never even thought about how he knew what underwear she was wearing.
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She walked into the parking lot before she noticed what she was doing. Why was she in the parking lot? She'd Ubered here. That's when she looked up and saw him standing next to a silver BMW. She felt that familiar rush that she'd felt inside when they made eye contact. He just smiled, turned around and got into his car. She started walking towards it, opened the passenger door and got it.
"I believe you have something for me?" He said quietly. She reached into her purse, pulled out her panties and handed them to him. "These are quite damp. Of course I knew they would be, but still, it's nice to know I haven't lost any of my touch."
What was she doing? Why did she get in the car, much less hand him her panties, or for that matter why did she take them off in the first place? What in the hell was happening?
"I know you're confused. Put your seatbelt on and I'll explain it while I drive to your place." She put her seatbelt on and saw him input her address into the nav system on his car. They pulled out and started back to her apartment.
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They drove for about 5 minutes. Each bump they went over sent a shiver up her spine. She was doing everything she could to not reach down and pull her skirt up.
"I can sense the frustration in you. You're allowed to touch yourself if you'd like." She looked at him. He was impeccably dressed and his accent had a very slight hint of English to it, almost as if he was from there, but hadn't been there in many many years. "Birmingham, actually." Her eyes grew wide. "Yes, I can read your thoughts." Shit. "I can do other things too, which is why I have these and you don't." He held up her panties on a finger.
He stopped in front of her building, got out and walked around, opening the car door for her. "Let's finish this conversation inside, shall we?" She got out and led him into the building and to her apartment.
"Very nice place, Mindy. Play some music for us, won't you?" He sat down in the middle of the couch and she turned on some music. "Excellent... now... I'd like to see you dance for me." She started dancing slowly, sensually. The rhythm of the music seemed to fill her and pulsed between her legs.
"You see, I saw you well before you saw me. And as soon as I saw you, I knew I wanted you. As you may have noticed, I always get what I want. I have the ability to see into your mind. To know all your thoughts, all your fantasies, all your perversions. And tonight, you're going to live them all."
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She danced like she never had before. Even without him, she was turning herself on with it. As she danced she grew more bold, soon her blouse was unbuttoned and her skirt was halfway up. Half a song later and her shirt was all the way off and her skirt was up around her waist. She danced in front of him, squeezing her tits together as the fire raged between her legs. As the song ended her skirt was on the floor. She stepped her heels out of it, walked over to him. She straddled him wearing only her bra and heels and kissed him like he was the long lost lover of her fantasies.
They broke the kiss and she panted like an animal. Every part of her ached to be touched. "Tata, my dear, not yet." He pushed her off and they both stood up. He just nodded and she fell to her knees. "Tell me, pet, what is it you want?" She just looked at the bulge in his pants. "You crave it don't you?" She wanted to reach up and take it out, just to touch it, taste it, but her arms wouldn't move from her side. "It's driving you crazy, being that close to it but not being able to have it. He reached up and grabbed her ponytail pulling it back hard. "If you want it, I'll give it to you... but... it'll be on MY terms." His eyes stared at her and she wondered what he meant by that.
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He unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. It wasn't the biggest or prettiest cock she'd ever seen, but she'd never felt herself want one more. She licked her lips and he guided her head toward it. He let go of her hair and she reached up, stroking, licking and sucking on his cock like she was a woman who hadn't had a drink of water in a desert. For a good five minutes she made love to his cock, worshipping it like she never had before.
Suddenly he grabbed her hair and pulled it back. "Enough of this. It's time to get what I want." He shoved her head onto her cock until her nose hit his pubic hair. He held her there for a second and then pulled her off and then repeated it over and over again. Her mouth was being used to fuck him without any regard for her and as much as she might not want it, she couldn't deny how hot it was making her. She swore she could feel the wetness start to run down her leg. Her hand slipped between her legs and she couldn't believe how good it felt. Despite how good it felt, she somehow knew she wasn't going to cum.
He continued to fuck her mouth and she continued to climb closer and closer to orgasm. He finally pulled her all the way off as his cock started to twitch and erupt. She pushed her boobs together as stream after stream of cum spurted on to them.
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She sat back on her heels trying to catch her breath as he walked around the apartment. Going from room to room she watched him, wondering what he was planning when he opened a door and snickered. He walked back into the room and tossed a washrag at her. "You can clean yourself up. And when you're done with that, bring me a beer and meet me out of the balcony."
