I'd been stood up and it sucked.it really did suck.
On a whim I'd swiped on bumble for a guy with a winning smile. We'd texted a couple of times and agreed to meet here. Now forty-nine minutes past our meeting time he was a no show.Steam swirled from my latté, the aroma mingling with the buttery fragrance of my fresh croissant slathered in whipped cream to think I came here hoping to meet a very nice guy.really?!he should be the one waiting for me I should have allowed him come first.i hate waiting for someone now it's like I'm being stood up.
"Fuck him! Didn't need him anyway!"
I slid my chair outwards, keeping an eye on the door just in case he showed up.i was really opting he would how up In the meantime, I amused myself by imagining the relationships between couples in the café.
I found myself mesmerized by a man and woman seated nearby. They were locked in heated conversation. She seemed put out, either by him or by something they were talking about. I couldn't tell.
But she wasn't the one who interested me. He drew my attention like a magnet to a pin.
I could imagine him in a foreign movie, dark, naturally tanned and with the kind of sexual aura that promised something that made my pulse quicken. There was no doubt, he was an alpha male, my kind of male.
I warned myself, "Hold it phoebe, you're getting way ahead of yourself…"
But, oh my, he was gorgeous! That strong nose, those full lips and lines of amusement flaring from the corners of his eyes made me catch my breath. Not that he was laughing now.
I stared, not caring who noticed. How old was he? Maybe late 30s, or even early 40s I really don't care about is age. No wedding ring.
As she jabbed her fingers at him, I noticed she wasn't wearing one either.
Were they friends? Ex-lovers?
Quite suddenly the drama took a turn; the woman jumped up, grabbed her tote, and marched out.
He didn't follow, nor did he look upset. Did I glimpse a smile across that delicious mouth as he shrugged?
Then he glanced up and saw me staring. It was too late to look away.
Damn it, Phoebe! Caught in the act!
I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment. If only that stupid guy had showed up I wouldn't have been caught in an embarrassing moment like this.His eyes held mine, brown versus blue, and for an exquisite nanosecond we teetered on the knife edge of mutual desire. The chemistry flamed high across the room. I felt the wet spreading between my thighs, my inner lips swelling in readiness.My world shrunk to him and me.
He stood up, threw a couple of bills on the table, then stopped. Instead of turning towards the entrance, he gave me the very, very slightest nod before striding into the depths of the café.
I didn't waste time thinking about what to do. I abandoned my coffee and followed him.
I know I looked desperate but for a package like that I didn't mind.He was waiting at the doorway to an office of some sort, his dark eyes focused on me coming towards him.
The click of the lock behind us was like the first drumbeat to a suspense movie. He looked down at me, pinning me against the smooth wood of the back of the door and thrusting long fingers into my shawl of pale hair. It looked like this guy just dumped some girl but he looks undisturbed yet here I am ready to throw myself at him.
Without a word, our mouths meshed; we devoured one another. He tasted of coffee, mint, and an unmistakable undercurrent of male sex. His taut, muscular tongue explored my mouth. My lips opened to him like a flower woken by the promise of a new day.
The only sound was our breath, then his grunt as he pushed down my panties, spreading my inner lips and thrusting two fingers into my already dripping pussy. He searched for my g-spot, swollen and alive with desire.damn!he sure knows his way around He massaged it in a knowing act of exquisite sexual arousal. It was such intimate behavior between total strangers that I almost swooned.
I unbuckled his belt and ripped down the zipper of his jeans. Oh my God! His cock, engorged and ready, stretched diagonally across his belly. It was almost the width of my wrist, the broad tip trapped in fabric.
I pushed down his undershorts. He pulled me closer, and I felt that magnificent cock pushing upright against me. I thrust my hand between us, searching for him. He felt sublime in my fist. My fingers, wet from his oozing precum, slid from his base to that divinely sensitive spot below the crown.
"Not so fast!"
I find men with deep, resonant voices who take charge irresistible.
He searched for my clit, rolling its hardness beneath his fingers. His breathing stepped up a notch and I felt myself go weak at the knees.
I wanted all of him in me – I'd never fucked a cock that size before.
His fingers dug into my hips as he hitched me up against the hard surface, lifting my legs so that I could clasp him around his waist.
With his eyes locked on mine, he levered his cock down, searching for the point of least resistance before thrusting up hard into me. I clenched my inner muscles tight, slowing him, heightening his pleasure and mine.
"Damn it… what are you doing?" His voice was harsh, mock-angry.
I gasped, "Just playing with you…"
"Careful! Unless you want this over before it's even begun. And don't play the innocent!"It was as if I'd set him a dare and he had risen to meet my challenge by relentlessly driving up into me, hurting me, stretching me. It felt sublime.
There was no point in resisting when all I wanted was more. I felt his broad tip pounding against my cervix, the jolts of pain giving way to unbelievable pleasure. We were locked together, seeking our rhythm.
I don't know how long it was before I began to lose control. And then I felt it; the waves of molten heat rippling from my pulsing clit, my spasming inner muscles and out to every part of my body.
I moaned, my voice unchecked.
Panting, he waited for my orgasm to slow, before lunging back deep, deep into me. His dark-lashed eyes closed, his nostrils flared in his moment of release. He leaned down, grasping the tender flesh of my shoulder with his teeth.
I cried out, 'You're hurting me!' But he was beyond hearing me, focused on his own pleasure.
I dropped my legs onto the floor. His cock, now softening but still darkly swollen, slipped out of me.
He put a finger over my lips, holding the magic of what had just happened within the bond of silence.
Then, as I watched, he hitched up his jeans and tightened his belt. The door clicked behind him.
"Wait, don't go", I called after him. "I don't even know your name…"I stood there for a couple of minutes; desolate, empty, alone, trying to recover my sense of self.i sure never thought this through.
My croissant and latté were waiting for me, cold.
Then I glanced down; he had scrawled on my table mat his cellphone number.
And below that, "kelvin. Call me!"
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday… his image played like an elusive backdrop to my days.
On Thursday Anna and I were having a drink after the latest Bond movie. I told her about kelvin and his 'call me' note.
Her intense hazel eyes drilled into me, "phoebe, you don't have a clue about this guy besides you tell me he was a divine fuck. He could be married with three kids for all you know. Or a serial rapist!"
"Yes but…" I trailed off.
Anna has been in a steady relationship for years. She has no idea what it's like trying to sort the wheat from the chaff in today's scene.
"Ann, I felt that there was something there, something special, that I can't simply walk away from."
"He was so mysterious, so sure of himself. We connected. I can't explain. And that cock. You have no idea what it did to me! I don't want to chase him, but I have to find out whether there could be more to this."or should I simply just say if he could fuck me only always I won't mind.the fuck I had with him was something I wouldn't want to stop.
anna sighed. "Baby, back you go to heartbreak gallery"
"Don't say I didn't warn you."
She'd made her point. She knew I was dead set on calling him. It was only a matter of when.
Thursday, Friday…
I woke late on Saturday after tossing and turning all night. Should I call today? Was I being too eager? What should I say?Before I could dive back into the vortex of yes/no/maybe, I decided, "Just do it!"
He picked up on the second ring. That rich deep voice made me melt.
"Hello, Kelvin here."
I started out light and bright. "Hi it's Phoebe I tried acting calm and collected. You remember we met last Saturday when we… when we…" I was losing my composure. Kelvin came to my rescue.
"So Phoebe is the temptress who shot me into the stratosphere last week. I wondered when you'd call." The frisson between us zipped through the ether. There was no doubt in his voice. I felt myself responding – wet, swollen, hungry.
He went on, "Look, I'm meeting friends for dinner tonight. Casual. Would you like to come?"
There was no point in playing coy. "I'd love to."
I'm in the fashion industry so I shouldn't have panicked over what to wear. I chose my new red silk slip-dress that slithers over my curves and reveals my back. I packed my hair to a bun I wanted my sexy neck and back n full display.
My nerves almost got the better of me as the uber pulled up at an upscale bistro. But as kelvin got up to greet me, I knew that calling him had not been a mistake. Our eyes met and the wick of sensual promise flared, unbidden.
Kelvin pulled out the chair beside him and I felt his hand slide over my hip as he guided me to my seat, hinting at the intimacy we'd already shared. I glanced up at him. I saw intensity, curiosity, and naked desire.There were two other couples at the table. The women appraised me coolly; who was this unknown female Kelvin had inserted into our cozy dinner at the last minute? Kelvin introduced us:
"phoebe, these are old friends, Jasper and Ray. Lawyers, but don't hold that against them."
The blonde and brunette, Debbie and may, were their partners and, I might add, singularly smug in their good fortune.
We ordered and the others chatted. Under the table I felt kelvin reach for my hand. My heart staggered.
One of the guys asked, "kelvin,how's the market this week? Any stocks I should be buying?" kelvin laughed, "No insider trading buddy!"
Then their attention turned to me. May, the cool blonde, asked, "Well, Phoebe, what d'you do to pass the time?" kelvin was watching me intently.
I replied, "I'm a shoe and accessory designer and m also a content creator. Quite well known actually. I see you're wearing my brand 'luxury chic'."
I glanced at Kelvin.From his expression, I guessed my reply was making him see me through a different lens. I kinda felt proud of what I do and this actually Kelvins first time of hearing about what I do.
And now it was my turn, "So May, what do you do to pass your time?"
"Oh things…" she muttered, showing off her profile and pursing her mouth.
Kelvin chuckled and smiled at me. He liked my sass. The chemistry between us clicked up a notch. I felt his fingers skimming my naked back. Foreplay had begun, very discretely. Beneath the table he took my hand and brushed my fingers across his groin. He was hard, ready, as aroused as I was. We were entering that exquisite bubble where no one else exists, where even the slightest contact, the merest glance, says everything about where the night will end.
Later, when we stood up to leave, he leaned across and whispered in my ear, his breath a hot caress, "phoebe, will you come to my place?" I nodded. As we walked out, I teased, "No wife or girlfriend away for the weekend?" I wanted to know
He grinned down at me and the fan of laughter lines I had noticed that first day, deepened.
"No wife, no kids, no exes, no girlfriends or baby mama's but maybe with you, who knows…"i said in a casual and funny way but I really wanted to know.
In the darkness of the taxi he took my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. I shuddered as that bold, strong tongue explored my mouth. I flickered my tongue over his lips in response.
The lights of the street shimmered through the vast glass windows of his apartment.
He took my wrap, then stopped, turning me gently towards him. "phoebe, no back-of-door quickie this time. I want to get to know you. Are you with me?"
"I am," I whispered.
Anna, eat your heart out!
Maybe, just maybe, Kelvin would prove her wrong.
I dropped my bag on his table he carried me straight to his room laid me down on the bed I tried zipping off my cloth but he stopped me. "Relax Phoebe l said we will get to know each other this night". On his own he undressed himself removing every bit of cloth he had on and his semi hard dick was on display.the sight of his dick alone increased my craving for him.he came down to the bed turned me to my stomach unzipped my cloth gently pulled it off leaving me only in my lingerie I had no bra on he traced down his hand from my neck down to my waist he sniffed me there too then without expecting it he turned me roughly and quick my boobs were pointing to the ceiling he grabbed my boobs with his two hands sniffed it intently like he was sniffing cocaine kissed my neck down to my boobs then he started sucking my boobs I let out a moan the way he had my boobs in his mouth was so sexual and sweet I definitely knew I was dripping from this feeling he kept sucking my boobs and grabbed my butt cheeks then he kissed down to my navel then my lingerie he sniffed my pussy with lingerie on he sniffed it so deep like he was sniffing cocaine.he pulled it out and saw how fucking wet I was. "You sure are a whore" he said smiling he ripped his two fingers into my wet whole his fingers were large and sure filled my pussy he started gliding in and out of my pussy in and out,gent gently then fast with his thumb he started caressing my clit my legs were shaking he went down on me with his sexy face and mouth on my pussy he started sucking my pussy he had my entire meat in his mouth and was chewing he sucked and licked me in and out had his tongue dug inside me my legs were shaking my eyes close my hands grabbed his head I wanted him inside me he stopped sucking and inserted back his fingers inside me I really don't know how many times I came with his fingers still inside of me my eyes were closed and just like that quickly his fingers were replaced with his dick.he entrusted his full hard dick inside me without warning or information and my body felt it.i kept moaning while he fucked me hard he kept thrusting in and out hard carried my two legs up to my face and kept pounding with his full strength he went on for hours and how glad I am he can last he went on till he pulled out he released his full cum on my pussy.then exhaled.he laid down next to me kissed me on my lips then we cuddled.this definitely won't end here I'm so sure of that.