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A couple of weeks ago a coworker and I got together for drinks after work.

After a couple of beers I got up to use the phone, and ran into this guy I’d always had the hots for. We said hello, but that was about it; he was involved with someone, as was I.

My friend and I had been there for another hour when she mentioned that some guy kept looking in our direction. I turned around, and sure enough it was him, Charlie. I went over to talk and he told me to meet him in the ladies’ room. I went in, sat on the couch, and waited. I was about to leave when Charlie finally came in. He said that most of the people in the bar had left, including my friend. He sat next to me and we made small talk. I’d had enough of waiting for him to make a move, so I asked if he’d like to have sex in a public place. He wanted to know what I had in mind. I told him I’d rather show him than tell him — no strings attached.

He grabbed my shirt and ripped it open, sending buttons across the room. He covered my mouth with his, and our tongues finally got acquainted. I could hear that there were still one or two people in the bar, but that only added to the thrill of getting away with having sex in the ladies’ room. Charlie slid his hand up my leg, his palm gently pushing against my thigh. I knew he could feel the heat radiating from me.

Our tongues danced with growing excitement. He unhooked my bra. My nipples were begging for his attention. He said he’d always wanted to taste them. He flicked one nipple with his tongue. I freed his cock from his jeans. His prick was bigger than I’d imagined, and as soft as silk. I stroked it, then took it into my mouth. I tasted pre-come, and I did not want him to come too soon.

I pulled away and checked to make sure that we were still alone. I stood and undid my pants, glad that I had not worn underwear. I stood in front of him and pulled them off. Charlie leaned forward and buried his face in my hot pussy. He fucked me with his tongue and rolled my clit between his teeth. I was starting to get loud; he could feel me quivering and knew that I was close. He pulled my mouth to his, and I could taste myself. I pushed him back on the couch and straddled that glorious cock, taking him all in with one thrust. He put his lips to my ear and whispered that he liked my tits rubbing against his chest and that my pussy was so wet and tight, it felt like my first time. He said he was going to make me beg for my orgasm, and with that he grabbed my hips and stopped me from fucking him. He said we would continue this elsewhere.

We agreed to get a motel room that was out of the way. Once he checked in, he would call me with the location and room number.

When I arrived, the door was propped open and Charlie was sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark. He hastily helped me off with my clothes. I undressed him with my teeth, pulling the buttons off his shirt. I yanked off his pants and underwear, then licked my way down his hard body. He got on his knees and I got down in front of him. There was a mirror on the wall, and Charlie had a great view of what was going on. I took his whole cock in my mouth.

When I felt the vein on the side of his cock start to throb, I knew he was getting close. I pulled back and asked him if he wanted to finish this way or by fucking me until I couldn’t see straight. Again, no answer. He pulled me up, pushed me down on the bed, and sucked his way from my nipples down to my wet pussy lips, pressing against them, then sliding his tongue up to tease my starving clit. His hand accompanied his tongue, his fingers playing between my clit and my moist hole. I begged him to stick his tongue inside me, and he did — nearly sending me through the roof.

I wanted him to fuck me now. Charlie raised up over me and guided his rod up and down my pussy, teasing me. The tip of his cock entered me, alternating slow glides and hard rams. He was thrusting very hard now, deep and fast, and I screamed as a wave of ecstasy burst upon me. Hearing me scream and feeling my pussy grip his cock was too much for Charlie. He rammed his cock into me one last time and flooded my hot hole with his come.

After a while I wanted to get cleaned up, and asked him to join me in the shower. But first I asked him to get a bucket of ice. He came back with the ice and I reached in and grabbed a few cubes. I put all but one in my mouth and ran the last cube down my neck and over my nipples. My flesh was still hot from sex, yet my nipples were screaming for him to devour them.

I asked him if he wanted to watch me pleasure myself. He’d never seen anyone do it to the point of orgasm. By then the bathroom was steamy. I got into the shower and told Charlie to have a seat on the counter. I grabbed the bar of soap and started lathering up, starting at my neck and working my way down. My nipples were still hard from the ice, and all I could think about was how turned on I was to have him watching me do this. I soaped down my stomach and to the top of my crotch. I lathered up the spot that I knew would make me come. Within seconds another orgasm ripped through me.

I looked over to see what Charlie’s reaction was. He could not take his eyes off my hand in my crotch. He joined me in the shower. I plucked another cube from the bucket and popped it in my mouth. Then I went down on my knees and took him into my mouth. He gasped and pulled my head back and asked for another shot of ice. I kept giving him the cold treatment until he couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled me up, turned me around, and shoved his cock inside me. The cold sensation along with the hot water from the shower was intense. He moved hard and fast. I was getting close to coming again and knew that Charlie was, since he hadn’t said anything for a few minutes. I couldn’t take any more, and let go. Waves of pleasure took over, and Charlie exploded within seconds. We stood in the water for quite a while, leaning against the tiles.

I’ve never returned the key from our room that night, and keep it in my drawer at work. Every now and then I look at it and wonder if Charlie thinks about that night as much as I do.

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Knowing an Old Friend

A couple of weeks ago a coworker and I got together for drinks after work.

After a couple of beers I got up to use the phone, and ran into this guy I’d always had the hots for. We said hello, but that was about it; he was involved with someone, as was I.

My friend and I had been there for another hour when she mentioned that some guy kept looking in our direction. I turned around, and sure enough it was him, Charlie. I went over to talk and he told me to meet him in the ladies’ room. I went in, sat on the couch, and waited. I was about to leave when Charlie finally came in. He said that most of the people in the bar had left, including my friend. He sat next to me and we made small talk. I’d had enough of waiting for him to make a move, so I asked if he’d like to have sex in a public place. He wanted to know what I had in mind. I told him I’d rather show him than tell him — no strings attached.

He grabbed my shirt and ripped it open, sending buttons across the room. He covered my mouth with his, and our tongues finally got acquainted. I could hear that there were still one or two people in the bar, but that only added to the thrill of getting away with having sex in the ladies’ room. Charlie slid his hand up my leg, his palm gently pushing against my thigh. I knew he could feel the heat radiating from me.

Our tongues danced with growing excitement. He unhooked my bra. My nipples were begging for his attention. He said he’d always wanted to taste them. He flicked one nipple with his tongue. I freed his cock from his jeans. His prick was bigger than I’d imagined, and as soft as silk. I stroked it, then took it into my mouth. I tasted pre-come, and I did not want him to come too soon.

I pulled away and checked to make sure that we were still alone. I stood and undid my pants, glad that I had not worn underwear. I stood in front of him and pulled them off. Charlie leaned forward and buried his face in my hot pussy. He fucked me with his tongue and rolled my clit between his teeth. I was starting to get loud; he could feel me quivering and knew that I was close. He pulled my mouth to his, and I could taste myself. I pushed him back on the couch and straddled that glorious cock, taking him all in with one thrust. He put his lips to my ear and whispered that he liked my tits rubbing against his chest and that my pussy was so wet and tight, it felt like my first time. He said he was going to make me beg for my orgasm, and with that he grabbed my hips and stopped me from fucking him. He said we would continue this elsewhere.

We agreed to get a motel room that was out of the way. Once he checked in, he would call me with the location and room number.

When I arrived, the door was propped open and Charlie was sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark. He hastily helped me off with my clothes. I undressed him with my teeth, pulling the buttons off his shirt. I yanked off his pants and underwear, then licked my way down his hard body. He got on his knees and I got down in front of him. There was a mirror on the wall, and Charlie had a great view of what was going on. I took his whole cock in my mouth.

When I felt the vein on the side of his cock start to throb, I knew he was getting close. I pulled back and asked him if he wanted to finish this way or by fucking me until I couldn’t see straight. Again, no answer. He pulled me up, pushed me down on the bed, and sucked his way from my nipples down to my wet pussy lips, pressing against them, then sliding his tongue up to tease my starving clit. His hand accompanied his tongue, his fingers playing between my clit and my moist hole. I begged him to stick his tongue inside me, and he did — nearly sending me through the roof.

I wanted him to fuck me now. Charlie raised up over me and guided his rod up and down my pussy, teasing me. The tip of his cock entered me, alternating slow glides and hard rams. He was thrusting very hard now, deep and fast, and I screamed as a wave of ecstasy burst upon me. Hearing me scream and feeling my pussy grip his cock was too much for Charlie. He rammed his cock into me one last time and flooded my hot hole with his come.

After a while I wanted to get cleaned up, and asked him to join me in the shower. But first I asked him to get a bucket of ice. He came back with the ice and I reached in and grabbed a few cubes. I put all but one in my mouth and ran the last cube down my neck and over my nipples. My flesh was still hot from sex, yet my nipples were screaming for him to devour them.

I asked him if he wanted to watch me pleasure myself. He’d never seen anyone do it to the point of orgasm. By then the bathroom was steamy. I got into the shower and told Charlie to have a seat on the counter. I grabbed the bar of soap and started lathering up, starting at my neck and working my way down. My nipples were still hard from the ice, and all I could think about was how turned on I was to have him watching me do this. I soaped down my stomach and to the top of my crotch. I lathered up the spot that I knew would make me come. Within seconds another orgasm ripped through me.

I looked over to see what Charlie’s reaction was. He could not take his eyes off my hand in my crotch. He joined me in the shower. I plucked another cube from the bucket and popped it in my mouth. Then I went down on my knees and took him into my mouth. He gasped and pulled my head back and asked for another shot of ice. I kept giving him the cold treatment until he couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled me up, turned me around, and shoved his cock inside me. The cold sensation along with the hot water from the shower was intense. He moved hard and fast. I was getting close to coming again and knew that Charlie was, since he hadn’t said anything for a few minutes. I couldn’t take any more, and let go. Waves of pleasure took over, and Charlie exploded within seconds. We stood in the water for quite a while, leaning against the tiles.

I’ve never returned the key from our room that night, and keep it in my drawer at work. Every now and then I look at it and wonder if Charlie thinks about that night as much as I do.

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