Stood-up, does no one find me attractive?
Three martinis later a god of a man walks in. 6’2”, red hair and dashing in a grey suit. Wow and he appears to be alone. I can handle that. Maybe I should see just how attractive I am… maybe he can help.
I rush into the bathroom and reapply my red lipstick and pinch my cheeks even though I have a healthy blush going already. I then roll my skirt up so that it is even shorter, barely covering my ass, and tie my button down below my DD boobs and unbutton it even lower. You can now see the top of my lacy black bra and the bottom of my butt cheeks.
I walk back out and push my chest out, and then I brush past him, purposely walking into his arm before continuing past.
I can feel his eyes on my butt and I bend over slowly to grab my jacket so that he can see my matching black thong. I turn around and make eye contact with him. Then I brush past him again and he looks straight down my shirt, I feel the moisture build in my pussy.
I start to walk out of the bar and past him again. As I pass him, I purposely drop my scarf. If he doesn’t pick it up it doesn’t matter, but if he does…then he needs to follow me and fun things can happen.
I get out to my car and pause for a moment waiting to listen for footsteps behind me. I hear them and grip my pepper spray in one hand prepared if it is not him. Then my heart beats faster and faster. I spin around to see him.
“You dropped this, and with the little amount of clothing you wear you look like you could use it,” he says, his voice is deep and husky.
“This is a lot of clothing for me, normally I am naked,” I say sassily.
“That’s a sight that I would appreciate seeing,” he replies in that sexy voice.
“Then maybe you will if you play your cards right.”
He moves in closer to and breathes hot air against my neck, he then kisses it gently before pulling away and blowing hot air onto the spot. I shiver.
In one movement the man moves me against my car and is kissing me roughly teasing my lower lip with his teeth. Then he is kissing me harder and pressing against my body with his.
Then he firmly grips my shirt and tears it open, the buttons fly all over. He yanks my bra off and I gasp as the cold air hits my nipples, instantly turning them hard. He bends and bites one while his fingers pinch the other, a deep moan escapes my mouth.
Soon he is nipping my body and leaving bite marks as he works his way down. When he reaches my hip bones I scream and that’s when he gags me with my shirt.
“Can’t have you screaming like that, as much as I enjoy it, it will have to wait for another time,” he tells me.
Then he is in between my legs his finger pull apart my pussy lips and he moves his mouth in between. He then grips my hips firmly to keep me in places as his tongue moves a slow figure-eight over my clitoris.
He picks up the pace and I am begging around the gag before taking my clitoris into his mouth and sucking on it hard. Then he begins to nibble it and the pain makes me scream-good thing he silenced me with my shirt.