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He was stood at the bar waiting for his drink when he heard her. He had seen her walk into the bar ten minutes earlier and she was hard to miss. Her long red hair flowing down her back, her milky skin and confident stride, she had caught his attention immediately. Other men in the place had glanced across as well, intrigued by the woman who entered alone and had sat alone for several minutes without speaking to anyone, transfixed by her phone. And now she was next to him at the bar.
“A gin and lemonade, please.”
She placed her bag on the bar and removed her phone, unlocking it with her thumb and scrolling through her notifications. He watched her for a few seconds and now that she was closer, barely 6 feet away from him, he could see how blue her eyes were. She glanced up from her phone and they locked eyes and he looked away quickly as she frowned at him.
“Here you are.” The other bartender had placed the beer in front of him and he picked it up and returned to his seat.
Despite her frosty response to his stare, he found he couldn’t stop glancing her way. She was sat alone in a booth, drin king slowly and focused on her phone. She was dressed well, in a little black dress that reached a touch below her perfect ass, thin strapped and low cut to show her breasts were equally as impressive. Her hair kept falling over her face and she would run her fingers through it, and it was irresistibly sexy. But she was alone, even an hour after arriving at the bar now. Of course that wasn’t unusual, he was alone too, but she was dressed as if she was going to me et someone and yet no one arrived.
Three drinks later, he got up to visit the bathroom. The entrance to both bathrooms were the same, as even though the toilets were separated by gender, the sinks were shared. After relieving himself he was stood by the sinks washing his hands when she appeared out of the ladies room and stopped when she saw him. She paused for a second and then used the secondary sink, running the hot water over her small hands, her fingers slender. He could smell her perfume she was so close and it was sweet.
“You know, it’s fucking creepy to stare.”
He was taken aback for a second, midway through drying his hands with a paper towel.
“Excuse me?”
She turned off the tap and snatched a paper towel from next to him, drying her hands also.
“Do you think I can’t see you? You’ve been looking at me all night, it’s weird.”
He didn’t know what to say. He knew he had been looking, but he thought he’d been a lot more subtle. Clearly not.
“I’m sorry.” He sputtered.
She walked over to the door and span around, chewing her lip angrily.
“If you’re going to stare, fucking do something.”
“What?” He threw the paper towel in the bin and arched his brow at her.
She took a step towards him.
“Or do you have no follow through?”
Again, he was speechless. But the fire in her eyes, with her hair falling over her shoulders, he decided that maybe he shouldn’t say anything at all. Instead he reached out and seized her hip, pulling her into a kiss. She d****d her arms around his neck, passionately returning the kiss and pressing herself into him, her body fitting into his perfectly. His hands moved down her back and firmly grabbed her arse, squeezing it and lifting her onto the sink. She slid her tongue into his mouth and he could taste the lemons from her drink, his hands now tangled in her hair when he broke the kiss and feverishly ran his tongue down her neck and she gasped. He hooked his thumbs under the straps of her dress, moving them down her shoulders and pulling down the material until he could marvel at her breasts. He buried his face in them, engulfed in her perfume, breathing her in and enjoying the warmth. His tongue found her nipple and it hardened as he sucked on it, hearing her moan so softly.
She lifted herself off the sink slightly and pulled up the dress so it was now around her waist, “Fuck me.” She whispered, and as he looked up he saw her head was leant back and her eyes were closed. Her exposed thighs were milky white and looked incredible, and he saw she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her eyes opened and she found his belt buckle, unbuckling it quickly and unzipping his pants. Her hand delved inside and felt how hard and thick he was.
“Not yet.” He said, pulling her hand from his pants and kneeling down to kiss her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the sink so he could press his face between her legs and lick her.
She cried out softly, “Someone might come in!” She gasped, but he didn’t respond.
She gripped the edge of the sink as he expertly ran his tongue across her, circling her, devouring her, entering her until her moans increased. He flicked his tongue across her in a beautiful rhythm, enjoying every taste of her, feeling her juices covering his chin as she tensed.
“Oh god, I’m going to- oh god…”
He felt her pussy clench and pulsate as she came and she moaned deeply, grabbing her breasts in her hands and squeezing them, pulling at her nipples to increase the pleasure she felt rock through her.
He stood and pulled her to him, nibbling on her ear, “Now I’ll fuck you. Stand up.”
She opened her eyes and found her way to her feet and he turned her around, placing her hands flat against the wall as if she was getting searched. He spread her legs. Before entering her with his cock he massaged her pussy with his index and middle fingers from behind and she groaned, his thumb pressing gently against her ass.
“Do you like that?”
She nodded, “Yes.”
He applied more pressure to her asshole, “Is that where you want me to be?”
“Oh god, yes.”
He pushed down his already opened pants and his underwear, his cock rock solid and thick, covered in sticky pre cum. He rubbed her pussy again, using the wetness to cover the end of his cock and her ass and he placed the tip of her cock against her. He leant forward and whispered into her ear.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.” She whispered and he pushed the end of his cock into her. She moaned deeply again and he knew she had done this before. He pulled himself out briefly, rubbing his cock against her pussy to soak himself again and then entered her ass again, pushing deeper, widening her. The tightness of her ass almost drove him over the edge, she felt incredible, and he held onto her hips tightly as he slowly moved in and out.
Any second someone could have walked him and seen him fucking this woman in the ass. But he didn’t care and neither did she. She was irresistible, everything about her was intoxicating. His increased his speed slowly and soon he was fucking her brutally, her tight ass clenching around his solid cock. She was trying so hard not to scream, gasping for him, her red hair tumbling down her back, her dress bunched around her waist. He released one hand briefly to spank her roughly and she gasped between her moans.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” She cried and he started to slam himself into her, his rhythm incredible. Her hands were still flat against the bathroom wall but her nails were pressing into the brick, her moans echoing and his grunts getting louder. “You’re going to make me cum again!”
He closed his eyes and leant his head back pounding her faster and faster, his fingers grasped to her hips, his ass tensed.
“I’m going to cum.” He said. “Fuuuuuck.”
“Yes, keep going, just like that.”
He cried out as he slammed into her harder than he’d ever fucked a woman before and her deep moan indicated she was cumming again and he let himself unload into her ass. She moaned loudly as her second orgasm gripped her. He grunted deeply, pushing himself in and out slowly, emptying himself completely. His body was so tense, his fingers still holding tightly onto her hips, but as his orgasm rocked through him and his heart beat began to slow, he relaxed his grip.
They stood for a minute or so, his cock still buried deep inside her, catching their breath. He pulled out slowly and cum dribbled out of her and she moved her legs together, pressing her face into the wall and gasping.
“Okay, maybe you do have follow through.”
He laughed, pulling up his underwear and pants, zipping them back up.
“I certainly do.” He said, buckling his belt.
She turned and had her back against the wall now, completely naked but for the dress that had gathered around her waist. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was disheveled, her nipples still rock solid and her inner thighs shining from a combination of their cum. He stood for a second and admired her, her heavy breasts heaving as her breathing slowly returned to normal, her lipstick smudged, her legs shaking from her orgasm.
He smiled, “That was…really fucking good.”
She laughed, “Fuck yes, it was.”
It was only an hour later that he returned home, throwing his keys onto the kitchen side. The only light was from the moonlight flooding through the window and he filled a glass with water, drin king it quickly and picking up his wedding ring from next to the sink. He admired it in the moonlight before sliding it back onto his finger and smiling gently. Striding up the stairs he showered quickly and stood in the doorway to his bedroom, admiring his wife who was already in bed, asleep. He dropped his towel and slid between the cool sheets, spooning her from behind, burying his head into her red hair.
“You’re late,” She mumbled sleepily.
“I picked up the milk on the way back.” He responded, breathing in her scent.
She smiled, “That was fun. I think driving to the bar separately made it even more exciting.”
“It certainly was.” He kissed her shoulder softly. “We’re going to get caught one day.”
“It’ll be worth it.” She turned over to face him and kissed him deeply. “You certainly do have excellent follow through.”
“A gin and lemonade, please.”
She placed her bag on the bar and removed her phone, unlocking it with her thumb and scrolling through her notifications. He watched her for a few seconds and now that she was closer, barely 6 feet away from him, he could see how blue her eyes were. She glanced up from her phone and they locked eyes and he looked away quickly as she frowned at him.
“Here you are.” The other bartender had placed the beer in front of him and he picked it up and returned to his seat.
Despite her frosty response to his stare, he found he couldn’t stop glancing her way. She was sat alone in a booth, drin king slowly and focused on her phone. She was dressed well, in a little black dress that reached a touch below her perfect ass, thin strapped and low cut to show her breasts were equally as impressive. Her hair kept falling over her face and she would run her fingers through it, and it was irresistibly sexy. But she was alone, even an hour after arriving at the bar now. Of course that wasn’t unusual, he was alone too, but she was dressed as if she was going to me et someone and yet no one arrived.
Three drinks later, he got up to visit the bathroom. The entrance to both bathrooms were the same, as even though the toilets were separated by gender, the sinks were shared. After relieving himself he was stood by the sinks washing his hands when she appeared out of the ladies room and stopped when she saw him. She paused for a second and then used the secondary sink, running the hot water over her small hands, her fingers slender. He could smell her perfume she was so close and it was sweet.
“You know, it’s fucking creepy to stare.”
He was taken aback for a second, midway through drying his hands with a paper towel.
“Excuse me?”
She turned off the tap and snatched a paper towel from next to him, drying her hands also.
“Do you think I can’t see you? You’ve been looking at me all night, it’s weird.”
He didn’t know what to say. He knew he had been looking, but he thought he’d been a lot more subtle. Clearly not.
“I’m sorry.” He sputtered.
She walked over to the door and span around, chewing her lip angrily.
“If you’re going to stare, fucking do something.”
“What?” He threw the paper towel in the bin and arched his brow at her.
She took a step towards him.
“Or do you have no follow through?”
Again, he was speechless. But the fire in her eyes, with her hair falling over her shoulders, he decided that maybe he shouldn’t say anything at all. Instead he reached out and seized her hip, pulling her into a kiss. She d****d her arms around his neck, passionately returning the kiss and pressing herself into him, her body fitting into his perfectly. His hands moved down her back and firmly grabbed her arse, squeezing it and lifting her onto the sink. She slid her tongue into his mouth and he could taste the lemons from her drink, his hands now tangled in her hair when he broke the kiss and feverishly ran his tongue down her neck and she gasped. He hooked his thumbs under the straps of her dress, moving them down her shoulders and pulling down the material until he could marvel at her breasts. He buried his face in them, engulfed in her perfume, breathing her in and enjoying the warmth. His tongue found her nipple and it hardened as he sucked on it, hearing her moan so softly.
She lifted herself off the sink slightly and pulled up the dress so it was now around her waist, “Fuck me.” She whispered, and as he looked up he saw her head was leant back and her eyes were closed. Her exposed thighs were milky white and looked incredible, and he saw she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her eyes opened and she found his belt buckle, unbuckling it quickly and unzipping his pants. Her hand delved inside and felt how hard and thick he was.
“Not yet.” He said, pulling her hand from his pants and kneeling down to kiss her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the sink so he could press his face between her legs and lick her.
She cried out softly, “Someone might come in!” She gasped, but he didn’t respond.
She gripped the edge of the sink as he expertly ran his tongue across her, circling her, devouring her, entering her until her moans increased. He flicked his tongue across her in a beautiful rhythm, enjoying every taste of her, feeling her juices covering his chin as she tensed.
“Oh god, I’m going to- oh god…”
He felt her pussy clench and pulsate as she came and she moaned deeply, grabbing her breasts in her hands and squeezing them, pulling at her nipples to increase the pleasure she felt rock through her.
He stood and pulled her to him, nibbling on her ear, “Now I’ll fuck you. Stand up.”
She opened her eyes and found her way to her feet and he turned her around, placing her hands flat against the wall as if she was getting searched. He spread her legs. Before entering her with his cock he massaged her pussy with his index and middle fingers from behind and she groaned, his thumb pressing gently against her ass.
“Do you like that?”
She nodded, “Yes.”
He applied more pressure to her asshole, “Is that where you want me to be?”
“Oh god, yes.”
He pushed down his already opened pants and his underwear, his cock rock solid and thick, covered in sticky pre cum. He rubbed her pussy again, using the wetness to cover the end of his cock and her ass and he placed the tip of her cock against her. He leant forward and whispered into her ear.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.” She whispered and he pushed the end of his cock into her. She moaned deeply again and he knew she had done this before. He pulled himself out briefly, rubbing his cock against her pussy to soak himself again and then entered her ass again, pushing deeper, widening her. The tightness of her ass almost drove him over the edge, she felt incredible, and he held onto her hips tightly as he slowly moved in and out.
Any second someone could have walked him and seen him fucking this woman in the ass. But he didn’t care and neither did she. She was irresistible, everything about her was intoxicating. His increased his speed slowly and soon he was fucking her brutally, her tight ass clenching around his solid cock. She was trying so hard not to scream, gasping for him, her red hair tumbling down her back, her dress bunched around her waist. He released one hand briefly to spank her roughly and she gasped between her moans.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” She cried and he started to slam himself into her, his rhythm incredible. Her hands were still flat against the bathroom wall but her nails were pressing into the brick, her moans echoing and his grunts getting louder. “You’re going to make me cum again!”
He closed his eyes and leant his head back pounding her faster and faster, his fingers grasped to her hips, his ass tensed.
“I’m going to cum.” He said. “Fuuuuuck.”
“Yes, keep going, just like that.”
He cried out as he slammed into her harder than he’d ever fucked a woman before and her deep moan indicated she was cumming again and he let himself unload into her ass. She moaned loudly as her second orgasm gripped her. He grunted deeply, pushing himself in and out slowly, emptying himself completely. His body was so tense, his fingers still holding tightly onto her hips, but as his orgasm rocked through him and his heart beat began to slow, he relaxed his grip.
They stood for a minute or so, his cock still buried deep inside her, catching their breath. He pulled out slowly and cum dribbled out of her and she moved her legs together, pressing her face into the wall and gasping.
“Okay, maybe you do have follow through.”
He laughed, pulling up his underwear and pants, zipping them back up.
“I certainly do.” He said, buckling his belt.
She turned and had her back against the wall now, completely naked but for the dress that had gathered around her waist. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was disheveled, her nipples still rock solid and her inner thighs shining from a combination of their cum. He stood for a second and admired her, her heavy breasts heaving as her breathing slowly returned to normal, her lipstick smudged, her legs shaking from her orgasm.
He smiled, “That was…really fucking good.”
She laughed, “Fuck yes, it was.”
It was only an hour later that he returned home, throwing his keys onto the kitchen side. The only light was from the moonlight flooding through the window and he filled a glass with water, drin king it quickly and picking up his wedding ring from next to the sink. He admired it in the moonlight before sliding it back onto his finger and smiling gently. Striding up the stairs he showered quickly and stood in the doorway to his bedroom, admiring his wife who was already in bed, asleep. He dropped his towel and slid between the cool sheets, spooning her from behind, burying his head into her red hair.
“You’re late,” She mumbled sleepily.
“I picked up the milk on the way back.” He responded, breathing in her scent.
She smiled, “That was fun. I think driving to the bar separately made it even more exciting.”
“It certainly was.” He kissed her shoulder softly. “We’re going to get caught one day.”
“It’ll be worth it.” She turned over to face him and kissed him deeply. “You certainly do have excellent follow through.”
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