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He walked through the wet streets huddled under the umbrella. The spring rain had cooled the day down and commuters around him scurried from shelter to shelter as they ran for their trains and buses. He was swimming upstream against the Friday night rush-hour, making his way to a nearby bar for a colleague’s birthday.
As he walked into the bar it was obvious the party was firing up; drinks were flowing and people were in the mood for a chat and a laugh at the end of a long week. He didn’t work at the same firm anymore, but still kept in touch with a lot of them and knew he’d likely see her there that night too. Truth be told, that was one of the main reasons he had come along.
He grabbed a local microbrew with a silly name, dumped his bag under a table in the corner and joined the throng of ex-colleagues reminiscing, gossiping and laughing. He kept scanning the entrance to see if she had arrived yet, imagining what she might be wearing tonight- a mini? A conservative business number? Or maybe a Friday casual outfit with tight jeans showing off her long legs?
The next time he looked up from chatting she had arrived, and was already in a circle of people smiling and talking. From across the bar he could take in how stunning she was- rusty blonde hair falling down past her shoulders, slim, pale skin with just a hint of freckles.
Perhaps sensing his eyes on her, she looked up and locked on his gaze, flashing a cheeky smile with her eyes sparkling, showing she was as happy to see him as he was to see her. As she started walking over to him, he could see what she was wearing under her overcoat- a short plaid mini, with fishnet stockings and a buttoned-up top. She was also wearing black high heels that, along with the mini, made her legs look a mile long.
“Holy fuck!” he quietly exclaimed under his breath, and he felt his stomach do somersaults. She was intoxicating; he just couldn’t get enough of her.
“Hey you!” she said as she drew closer.
“Hey yourself.” was all he could muster because the sight of her was all too much and his cognitive functions were temporarily derailed.
They had history together, but to an outside observer it wouldn’t have been apparent, with their friendship and banter being easily explained by the fact they had worked together for years. But the company frowned upon relationships between staff so after discovering how each other felt, they had agreed to keep things on pause until circumstances changed. Of course, now they weren’t at the same company, there were less restrictions but they still wanted to be discreet.
“Do you want to grab some dinner after these drinks?” he asked, hoping to get some time with her alone.
“Sure, sounds great.” she replied. “There’s a really great restaurant up the road we can try”
“Perfect! I’ll let you know when I’m ready to go.”
They moved off in separate directions to continue to catch up with old friends. After speeches and birthday gifts were given, he sensed it was a good time to head off. He sent a quick text to her.
“Meet me out the front in 5?”
The rain was still falling lightly and the wet streets reflected the lights of passing cars as he waited a little way up from the bar. He shivered as he stood there in the dark; not from the cold, but from the anticipation of holding her in his arms and kissing her. He heard the familiar sounds of high heels on the pavement and looked around to see her walking up to him.
“Let’s go.” she said and they headed up the city street toward the restaurant.
They didn’t immediately embrace; they were trying to keep things low-key, but they both felt the tension in the air as they walked closely together- nominally to share an umbrella but in reality, to enjoy each other’s proximity.
“You look smoking hot tonight.” he whispered as they walked.
“You look outrageous too- haven’t I said you need to be a bit more shabby, maybe an ill-fitting suit, a little bit of podge around the belly and less tall… far less tall.” she replied.
Looking around, now they were away from the bar, the street was much quieter and the umbrella and rain offered anonymity. He took the chance to pull her close to him, lean down and kiss her for the first time in too long. He tasted her sweet lips and felt her melt into his arms, curves pressing against him and bahis firmaları her arms reaching around his neck. Even with high heels, he towered over her and she seemed to love the sensation of being wrapped in his arms as much as he loved wrapping her in them.
Breaking apart they walked the last few blocks to the restaurant and headed inside, grabbing a seat in the window. They ordered some food and glasses of wine and settled in. He placed his hand on her knee and squeezed it under the table, and she responded by shifting closer to him so their legs were rubbing against each other.
It reminded him of the last time they had been out for drinks alone in autumn- they had ended up at a little Spanish tapas bar enjoying good food, good wine and a sneaky cocktail or two. That night, the conversation had grown from flirting, to risqué to outright explicit. He watched her demeanour change from apparently chaste and proper, blushing as the conversation roamed, through to outright horny as she licked her open lips, locked gaze with him and squirmed in her seat to try and tame her arousal.
As they left the Spanish bar that night, they wordlessly walked in the same direction, ending up in the quiet city park. In the shadows of a large tree they embraced and let their hands wander.
As their tongues explored each other’s mouth, his hands first cupped her breasts then his right hand slid into her jeans, feeling the wetness on his fingertips, before bringing them to his mouth to taste her. Sliding it back down the front of her underwear, he ran his fingers across her entrance to wet his fingers before gently rubbing them across the hard nub of her clit, which betrayed how turned-on she was.
As he stroked her that night, she wrapped her arm tightly round his neck to support herself, not trusting her legs, and he heard her breathing grow ragged. Just as he was sure her climax was approaching, she broke away from him, not trusting herself to lose control in the darkness of a warm autumn night.
Instead, she brought her hands to his belt buckle and fumbled to undo it, before unbuttoning his chinos and unzipping his fly. Reaching in, she wrapped her small hands around his stiff shaft and freed his cock from the constraints of his underwear. She kissed him passionately as she pumped his cock with two hands, her fingers sliding over his knob, already wet with pre-cum, sending jolts down its length. Then, glancing around to make sure the coast was still clear, she bent over at the waist and took his cock into her mouth, licking and sucking as she engulfed him in her soft lips.
Reaching forward, one hand grabbed her arse cheek, giving it a squeeze, while he let his other hand reach down and around to cup one of her breasts. He focussed on the sensation of her tight, warm mouth slurping and sucking and felt himself move closer to the edge of control. Looking down, as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he watched as his shaft vanished into her mouth then emerge, while one of her hands circled the base pumping in rhythm with her mouth.
Bringing his hand up from her breast he rested it gently on the back of her head, guiding her mouth back and forth on his hardness. She let him fill her mouth and gently thrust his prick deeper into her throat, the increased tightness pushing past the point of no return. She read the cues and started to bob her head quicker and quicker, his hand still resting on her hair.
“I’m going to cum!” he gasped.
Instead of lifting her mouth away, she moaned in encouragement and pushed his cock even deeper into her mouth. He felt his balls tighten and the climax hit him, his world exploding. He let out a deep moan that was almost a growl as his knees weakened, his head swam and the top of his body bucked forward as he felt her clamp onto his dick, swallowing every drop of his seed.
As he returned to his senses she let his still-hard, but softening, cock slip from between her lips, planting light kisses on it as she stood.
“Fuck, you are amazing.” he said, as they started to walk hand in hand through the park to the taxi rank.
“What as you thinking about?” she asked, snapping him out of his reverie as the waiter brought two more glasses of wine.
“Last time we were out, at that Spanish bar- that was a fun night.” he replied, causing her to raise kaçak iddaa an eyebrow and smirk at him.
“Well, yeah. I’ll admit I’m not 100 per cent thinking about the food and drink from that night, but it sure was fun.” causing her to let out a laugh.
As the wine flowed, the conversation heated up once again, with each revealing more and more to the other about what turned them on, what they were thinking, and what they would do to each other given half a chance. Their body language betrayed how this hot talk was affecting them- he sported a semi-hard on that strained against his denim jeans, while she had her legs twisted around one another but was subtly rubbing her thighs together.
“I’m just ducking to the bathroom,” he said “should we order one more drink?”
When he got to the bathroom, it was a private room complete with basin and large mirror. On a whim, he decided to pull his cock out and stroked back and forth a few times, until it was fully hard. Squeezing on the shaft, his knob swelled and his erection stood there in all its glory, slowly twitching to the beat of his heart. He took his phone and snapped a photo of himself in the mirror before trying to relax and focus on the task at hand.
Returning to his seat, he placed his phone screen down on the table in front of her.
“So, I had a crazy inspiration, and wanted to show how this conversation was causing me some real problems.” he said.
Raising an eyebrow once more, she picked up the phone and looked at the screen- her eyes opening wide, her mouth falling open in disbelief and her chest rising as she drew in a short breath, before quickly putting the phone screen down again.
“Wow. Yes, I can see you are having some very large problems.” She exclaimed before looking around to make sure nobody could see and lifting the phone up again to drink in the details of the photo. She unconsciously licked her lips and started to ever so slightly rock back and forward in her seat, betraying to him the impact this change of gear was having on her body.
They returned to their drink and flirty conversation, but she randomly picked up the phone from time to time to look once again at the photo. A little while later she stood and excused herself while she went to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a barely concealed grin of self-satisfaction as she placed her phone on the table in front of him.
It was his turn to be flustered by what he saw on the screen; she had taken her top and bra off and unzipped the top of her skirt. Holding the phone in one hand while leaning slightly forward to accentuate her curves, the white skin of her full breasts contrasted against her pink nipples. She had placed her other hand down the front of her skirt, inside her underwear to touch her pussy.
He put the phone down and leant back in his chair, running his hand through his hair and exhaling, as he contemplated how quickly he was getting out of his depth. He looked across at her and she had a devilish glint in her eyes as she gently bit her bottom lip.
“I think it’s time to go?”
Mirroring that night in autumn, they walked silently through the streets which were starting to dry as the rain had passed. This time they walked to another large city park, which was completely deserted given the time of night and the rain that had been falling.
As they reached the middle of the park, he pulled her into his arms once again, and their bodies moulded to each other, intertwining so you couldn’t tell where one stopped and another began. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths and, as one hand grabbed her arse and pulled her close, the other stroked up the side of her body to cup her breasts.
Breaking the embrace, he took her hand and led her a short distance away to a large elm tree, pushing her back against it before they resumed their passionate embrace. She reached down and rubbed her palm on the hard end of his cock, which was straining against the fabric of his jeans. Her touch felt amazing to him, but he wanted to feel her on his fingers instead.
As they continued to kiss, her arms wrapped around his neck, he brought his left hand to her belly and let his fingertips slip under the hem of her top to brush her soft skin. He slowly brought it further and further up her body kaçak bahis until his fingertips stroked the round, full underside of her right breast. At the same time his right hand reached around behind her and under her top, deftly unclipping her bra and freeing a path for his left hand to move up and onto the hot, soft skin of her breast. He could immediately feel the hard, erect nipple in the palm of his hand, betraying how aroused she was. His gentle touch elicited a soft moan from her as they continued to kiss.
Bringing his right hand from behind her back, he ran it down the side of her body as far as he could reach, before beginning the return journey, this time running across the top of her thighs and under the hem of her sexy mini skirt. He cupped her pussy in the palm of his large hand, feeling the heat and wetness through her underwear and fishnets. He moved his palm in tiny, almost imperceptible circles that made her push herself against his hand in response, as her pussy ached for more.
Running his right hand further up under her mini, his fingertips reached the top of her fishnets and the waist of her underwear. A deft twist of his wrist and his hand was now inside, with his fingertips pressed against her soft skin as his fingertips slowly stroked downwards, brushing her small patch of hair before reaching her wet, swollen pussy lips.
Using his middle finger, he softly stroked the slickness of her wet sex, and heard her sigh in response to his gentle touch. He stroked her slit, each time his fingertip dipping slightly deeper inside her, until he was in as far as his second knuckle. He could feel the tightness of her pussy as it gripped his finger. He gently removed his hand and brought his finger to his mouth, yearning to taste her juices once again.
Sliding his hand back down, he ran his fingers side to side, feeling the nub of her clit as it responded to his touch. He gently teased her, softly stroking the skin around her clit, then shifting to her wet pussy before returning to her clit again. He lifted his hand off her right breast and wrapped it around her back at her waist, so he could hold her closer to him.
He slipped his middle finger once again into her pussy as he used his thumb to circle her clit. He felt her torso shudder in response and her breathing grow ragged once again, like that night in autumn. But this time, before she could stop herself, he whispered in her ear;
“There is no one else in this park, we are all alone. Let yourself go, I will hold you in my arms, nobody can see us, nobody can hear us. I want to watch you cum.”
He felt her weight sink into his arms as she rested her forehead on his shoulder, lost in her world of rising hunger. He felt the heat radiating from her pussy as his finger stroked the inside of her folds and his thumb continued its slow, steady circling of her clit.
“You are so beautiful.” he whispered in her ear as her breathing became deeper but quicker.
He shifted his hand and moved his fingers so they played across her clit, stroking side to side.
“Cum for me.” he whispered in his deep voice.
He felt her head push harder into his shoulder and the grip around his neck tighten as her legs grew less steady. As he picked up the pace of his stroking he felt her drive her pussy into his hand, her body quiver and she let out a series of gasps starting short and ending in a long loud moan as the climax swept up from her pussy, over her body and carried her away.
It took some time for her to come down from her orgasmic high, and he savoured the feeling of holding her close as she basked in the glow.
“Oh fuck, that was amazing,” she said, almost giggling “I can’t believe that just happened.”
“You were spectacular- I love watching and hearing you cum.”
She straightened her clothes and they continued to kiss, each lost in the other.
“I want to fuck you so badly.” he said.
“Really? And these high heels would be just about the perfect height.” she replied.
She turned her back to him and bent over at the waist, placing her hands on the trunk of the tree in front of her, making her mini ride up. Stepping up behind her, he grabbed her hips and ground his hard-on into her pussy through his jeans. She responded by wiggling her hips so her pussy rubbed along his cock, before quickly standing up and saying;
“See, the perfect height for you to push me against a wall and fuck me… but not here.”
“Let’s get you home then.” he said, taking her by the hand as they walked to grab an uber.
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