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by crystal » Wed Apr 12, 2023 10:36 pm
We've exchanged a few texts with my office crush, he said he needs to see me. I was like I thought we were done, so after back and forth he said he wants us to be friends again.
Later that afternoon, I called Bill to let him know that I'm going with him for drinks. Left him dinner ready, since I won't be there by the time he gets home. A Fitting dress, red lipstick, and my blonde hair falling down my back. You can imagine that. And I waited for him. Of course, he was running late, then a gray-haired man wanted to buy me a drink, he's very handsome and he looks like Bill thought he appeared to be older than Bill.
I said no, I'm waiting for a friend and completely dismissed him. He leaned and said I don't need to be such a bitch, then I heard the sweet voice of my date and he was like you have 5 seconds to apologize to her and fuck off. From the corner of my eye, I saw the guy say something to my date for the night, maybe an apology but I didn't really care. With one look he provided the warmth I didn't know I needed until this very moment. I came undone. I missed his smell, how I missed him. With me wrapped in his arms, he threw some bills on the bar and guided us to a corner booth, away from all the people watching us closely. He sat down first and then pulled me on top of his lap, never letting go of me. One of his hands was on the back of my neck; my hair was tightly wrapped in his fist as the other one gently caressed my back. Up and down. His touch was not sexual.
I get off his lap and move to sit next to him but we're holding hands, and then when we're outside of the club after an hour or so. I don't know why maybe the look of want in his eyes, or the attraction I've been fighting all along, but I decided that I don't care anymore and I needed to kiss him. It wasn't a tender - hair-pulling, passionate like this was a last kiss. He broke away first, and then he wanted to get out of there. We're going to fuck
In his apartment he shut the door and he immediately pushed me against it and began to kiss me - mouth, neck and all the way down. He wanted to tell me something but I told him I'm not here to chat. So he asked me to show him my tits, and felt his hands cupping my breasts. As soon as his hands were off my body, I missed his touch. I was so far gone when he asked me to turn around and show him my ass, I just followed his instructions without protesting and leaned against the wall and pushed my ass out so he can see my pussy. With my underwear out of the way, he spread my ass between his hands, as one of his fingers enters me from behind, feeling how wet I was, how wet he made me. I wanted him inside of me, so I began to move away from the door when he pulled my hair, bending my neck backward. He leaned down and said I won't regret this.
Completely naked, I began to unbutton his shirt. I saw him tracing a path with his tongue all the way to my neck, never taking his eyes off of mine. And just as I was about to get lost in the fucking sensation, I felt him moving to stand between my knees. He ran three fingers over my clit, then pressed them deep inside me harder and beautifully brutal. He ordered me to stand up and turn around and bend over.
He’s my kryptonite. So I turned around and bent over the kitchen counter. It all happened at once. I closed my eyes and he slid all the way in,when I felt his dick inside me, my body instantly recognizes the difference. The thickness…the length…it’s not the same, but it feels just as good.
We came together hard.
Later, after another round I was lying naked on the top of him, our bodies sweaty from screwing, his hand caressing my back. I realized I haven’t felt like this for a very long time. And I want more. A lot more.