The Price of Innocence
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Her eyes burned through my soul. Who is she? I wondered. The coffee shop was fairly busy, but for some reason, my gaze was locked onto the beautiful, blonde college student who stared back in challenge. I was caught like a deer in the headlights, as though an oncoming semi-truck was about to plow through me. Little did I know just how accurate that omen would turn out to be.
I composed myself and turned to the counter. Luca, the owner of this gem of a café, was busy finishing an order, so I turned back to see a faint knowing smile on the blonde, still looking in my direction. Finished, Luca turned his attention to me. I ordered a coffee and sat down waiting for my girlfriend to arrive.
I sat at a table on the other side of the café from the beauty, yet my view of her was unobstructed. In fact, she was directly in my line of sight. I watched, under the brim of my hat, as she worked diligently on her computer, typing away at a feverish pace. At least twice she caught me looking and met my stare with a look as if daring me to make a move. Then my girlfriend, Maelyn, arrived.
We ordered our lunch and made plans for our upcoming trip out of town. She was somewhat preoccupied with a work project, so our plans were shelved for a later date. When our food arrived, we ate quickly and quietly. Maelyn finished first and wanted to head back to the office, hoping to be able to leave early but planning on a late night. Late nights at the office were not uncommon for Maelyn, so I just resigned myself to a night alone. We kissed goodbye and I watched her leave.
My coffee was still warm, and, waiting for a call from my mechanic, I decided to stay at the shop. Luca stopped by and refilled my mug. Still, the blonde was glancing at me occasionally, issuing the challenge.
I called the mechanic’s shop and my car still wasn’t done, so I got up to use the restroom. My path took me past the blonde, and I couldn’t help but glance at her. She was wearing yoga pants, black ones with a grey stripe down the side. Even seated, I could see the roundness of her ass, the strength in her legs, the…
“Like what you see?”
Dear God, she caught me looking. She hadn’t even taken her eyes off the computer screen, yet she guessed, rightly, that I was ogling her nubile form.
“Uh, hi,” I replied. “Sorry. I was just…” I didn’t finish, just continued toward the restroom.
My hands still wet from washing, I started back to my table. Before I even made it to her table she asked, still not looking at me, “Know anything about psychology?”
I hesitated, a barely noticeable pause mid-step. Then, I nearly stumbled when she turned to me and repeated her question.
“Do you happen to know anything about psychology?” she asked as I passed by her.
“Sorry?”
“Psychology. I’m working on this project but really could use some help.”
“Oh, well, I never really got into that stuff in college. I’m more of a language and arts kind of guy.”
I was about to continue to my table when she stopped me again.
“Maybe you can help me with my project anyway.” She paused, writing something on a scrap of paper. “Here, give me a call this evening. I’ll be out of class around 5.” She handed me the scrap and went back to typing. Without looking at me, she continued. “Your girlfriend doesn’t have to know, unless you want her to. But, after seeing you two together, I’m sure I could help you out a bit, too.”
“I…” I began.
“No. Don’t talk. Just walk away and call me tonight at 5. Be ready to follow instructions. And don’t be late, or don’t call at all.”
“Okay, I’ll…”
“I said don’t talk,” she glared at me. “Don’t be late.”
With that, I was dismissed.
I left work at 4:30 that afternoon. My drive home was quick and uneventful. I was still debating whether or not to call as I pulled in the driveway twenty minutes later. I’m not going to do it. I should call her. I won’t call, can’t call… My phone rang. It was Maelyn.
“Hi, Mae. How’s work?”
“Don’t wait up for me, Kev. This project just got a whole lot more complicated. And with tomorrow’s deadline, I don’t think I’ll be home until after midnight.”
“Anything I can do to help?”
“No. We’re having dinner brought in, so don’t worry about that. Just leave the lights on when you go to bed.”
“Okay, hon. Will do. Mwah.” We always kissed goodbye.
“Mwah.”
I looked at the clock: 4:59. I’m not going to do it… I really want to know what she’s talking about…
Five o’clock struck and I fished out the scrap of paper. She’d scribbled the name "your mistress" on the scrap as well as her number and a smiley face. I briefly hesitated, but dialed her number and waited for her to pick up.
“I knew you’d call,” she answered. I hadn’t even heard the first ring and she already had picked up.
“Hello. Is this…?” but she cut me off.
“Go to the Gateway Lodge on Pinta and Main. One hour. Be showered. No underwear.”
Before I could reply, she’d already hung up. What. The. Fuck? What the actual fuck? But I was hard as a rock and knew I’d follow her instructions.
I showered as quickly as I was able, in the cold at first so I could pee, then turned up the heat. I toweled off, brushed my teeth, and I even used mouthwash. I dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans, no underwear per her instruction, and a red button-down shirt. Looking at my footwear, I opted for the sandals, then turned on a couple lights and locked the door on my way to the car.
Gateway Lodge was only a short drive away and I still had ample time, but I didn’t want to be late so I left as soon as I was done dressing. I pulled into the parking lot with ten minutes to spare. My phone rang.
“Room 260, and don’t dawdle.” Again she hung up on me.
I exited my car and made my way to the stairway. The room I’d been directed to was at the far end, of course. I walked as quickly as I could without running. I got to the door, raised my hand to knock, but the door opened before I could rap.
There she was: that beautiful blonde, in all her naked splendor.
She grabbed my shirt and yanked me inside. The door slammed. My shirt ripped off, my jeans yanked down, my erect cock engulfed in her luscious mouth. I felt her hands behind my back, pulling me hard into her. I was so worked up, I couldn’t hold back for long.
“I’m gonna…”
She pulled off just in time, pushing me onto the bed. She had me raise my knees up to my chest. Abandoning my cock, she began to administer tongue lashings to my exposed anus. I’d never been rimmed before, but she sure seemed to know what she was doing.
Apparently content, she got my sandals off and nearly ripped off my jeans which, until now, had been trapped around my ankles. She lapped at my balls, sucking each one and slathering them with her saliva. I hadn’t had this kind of attention since high school. Then, she again sheathed my cock in her throat, again pulling off at the last moment. She climbed up on the bed, straddling my hips.
Her face came up close to mine and our lips met. She kissed me like no one had kissed me in my life since high school. I finally made a move. I sat up, still with our mouths locked together. I moved my lips down to her neck; oh, so soft was her skin. I bit her neck gently, forcing her to raise her chin. My lips traveled further south, suckling her B-cups, teasing her erect nipples. I rolled her over, taking the upper hand. I felt her surrender to the sensations. I marveled at her delicate aroma, the salty taste of her skin, the supple flesh of her breasts. Her abdomen was toned yet retained a slight paunch, just enough to bite. She was hairless, either freshly shaved or recently waxed.
I allowed myself a few moments to pleasure her labia with my tongue, softly sucking each lip into my mouth while pulling away to watch it snap back to its natural position. I nuzzled her hardened clitoris, then dove my tongue deep into her moist folds. Her hands grabbed my head as she ground my face into herself. She didn’t’ hold back at all, allowing herself to enjoy the sensations.
She lifted my head off of her, staring me in the eye.
“Fuck me,” she demanded.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Just fuck me. No names,” she insisted.
She coaxed me up, bringing our mouths together again. I felt her moan as she tasted herself on my lips. My erection needed no guidance. Somehow, we naturally fit together. Her physical arousal was as obvious as my own. Entry was slow despite my impatience. She was tight, yet yielding, which merely intensified my burning lust for release. Our eyes met and I couldn’t look away. Our breathing heavy, we moved together, rapidly approaching a mutual orgasm.
I don’t remember who came first, but both orgasms were nearly simultaneous. “Oh God! Oh fuck! Oh God,” she screamed over and over again as her climax flooded the bed.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuck!” I yelled as my own climax invaded her uterus. We tensed up together before collapsing in a heap on the bed. We disengaged from each other, both spent. I passed out.
I awoke to the phone ringing. I was naked, lying next to the beautiful blonde. She handed me my phone.
I took it from her. “What time is it?” I asked before answering.
“Almost 8.”
“Ok. Shh.” I pressed the answer button. “Hello,” I was somehow able to get out.
“Hey, Kevin. Sleepy?” It was Maelyn. I almost panicked.
“Uh, yeah, just dozing in front of the TV.”
“Well, don’t worry about leaving the lights on. We’re going to be working on this thing all night. I won’t be able to leave until probably noon tomorrow, so I’ll see you when you get home. Sorry.”
“No problem babe. I hope you get it all done. Get some rest if you can.”
We hung up.
“Can I get your name now?” I asked my goddess companion.
“Joey. And you’re Kevin?” she asked.
“Nice to meet you.”
Joey pulled on my shoulder, rolling me over to face her. We kissed and embraced. She rolled me onto my back again. She straddled me, placing my full erection at her opening. We fucked again. I could feel the early beginnings of orgasm spark in my balls.
“I’m going to cum soon,” I warned.
She brought my hand to her bicep. “Birth control. Cum whenever you need.”
Later, as we lay in the afterglow, I asked her.
“Joey, how did you know I would come here?”
“I was just hoping.”
“What made you think I’d be willing to cheat on my girlfriend? I mean, you look so innocent.”
“I’ve seen you before. In my dreams. I mean, when you walked into that café today, it felt like déjà vu.” She gave a mischievous laugh. “And who needs innocence, anyway?”
I didn’t speak for a moment. I reflected on how easy it was to be drawn into this woman’s world. Man, am I in big trouble.
“Let’s do this again,” was all I could say. I’d just have to figure out how to break up with Maelyn.
I didn’t kiss Maelyn goodbye…
She didn’t kiss me goodbye…!
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