I really didn’t have time to stop for coffee, but you know me without coffee…a bitch without caffeine is a supreme bitch.
So I ran into my local coffee shop, you know, the cute little place at the corner where we had coffee last time? Anyway, I ran in and thankfully there wasn’t a line. So I go up to the counter and I order my latte, or whatever it was that I ordered. I can’t even remember right now even though it was the most important thing to me two hours ago.
I was standing in line and I started to look around while I was waiting for my coffee to be made and I see this gorgeous guy. He looked more delicious than all the chocolate covered pastries that were in the display cases.
He was wearing shorts and a V-neck T-shirt. His hair was cut short and he had blue eyes with dark hair. Thankfully, spring is finally here so I was able to see his muscular arms and shoulders, (Drool.) It was obvious that he took care of himself and he was healthy.
I was wearing that cute short, yellow flounce skirt that I bought when you and I went shopping a few weeks ago, and I was late so I just grabbed a white tank top, but it was the one with the thin straps over the shoulders. I had on my wedge heels that you love to steal every chance you get.
Anyway! I only tell you all that so you can picture what happened next. I get my coffee and even though I was late for work, I decided to go sit down next to Mr. Adonis, who was sitting in the corner. He was reading an actual newspaper. I didn’t think anyone read those anymore, but I thought, 'Whatever, it is cool that he is a bit retro.' He was reading the financial section, which surprised me. He looked like an athlete, so I fully expected him to be reading the sports section.
I started to sip my coffee and I was trying to figure out how I was going to catch his attention. I tried dropping my napkin but that didn’t work because it went under his table. Lame. I looked at my watch and I knew I had to hurry this along so I asked, “Are you reading the Fashion section?” I don’t even know if the paper has a fashion section, but who cares, I wasn’t going to read it anyway.
He said no without even looking up and then started to sort through the rest of the paper that was on his table. He found the Lifestyle section which he probably figured was close enough and he looked up to hand it to me.
Girl, I know I looked good when I left the house today, but I didn’t think I looked THAT good. He just stared at me, with his mouth open a little. It was as if his brain just locked up at the sight of me. It was kinda cute.
I took the newspaper and smiled. He finally smiled in return. He apologized for being rude and then he stuck out his hand and introduced himself. His name is Adrian and he is going to school to be a filmmaker, or director, or something. I don’t know, the conversation was great but in the back of my mind I knew I had to get to work.
So I was sitting there, fidgeting, trying to hurry but wanting to stay there all day. I looked around and everyone else had left the coffee shop so it was just Adrian and I, and two girls that worked behind the counter. Then, I did the craziest thing I’ve ever done in my life.
I stood up and I said I really enjoyed talking to him, but I needed to go to work. I asked him if he would walk with me. He banged his leg on the table he jumped up so fast. We took two steps toward the door and then I stopped, turned, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom and locked the door.
I am insane.
Poor Adrian had the strangest look on his face. I’m sure he thought I was nuts but I didn’t care. Carpe Diem, right? You know that is my motto. Even though that is what my head was thinking, my heart was still beating out of my chest.
I whispered to him that I thought he was the most attractive man that I had ever seen and I wanted him, right there, right then. And then I KISSED him.
His lips were warm and soft and (Thank you, Jesus!) he is an amazing kisser. We kissed for a few minutes and all these crazy thoughts were going through my head, so I stopped for a second and asked if he had a girlfriend or wife. He is single. (Thank you, Jesus x 2!)
I couldn’t get enough of him. His arms felt so strong as he held me, and his kisses were making me crazy. Even though I had just met him we fit together perfectly. It was like we had been a couple for years.
My body was craving to be touched by him so I turned around, with my back pressed against his chest. I reached back and held his hips and I started to grind my ass against him. I looked up and saw his face in the mirror. He looked shocked. I was just as shocked that I was doing it!
I could tell he was cautious and I perfectly understand why. This crazy woman just pulled him into a bathroom to kiss him and now she is all over him. I reached out and grabbed his hands and put them on my breasts and I then continued to grind up against him. His hands massaged my breasts for a few minutes and then I whispered, “Touch me.”
Slowly, his hands moved down my body and then under my shirt. His skin touched mine and then time seemed to slow down.
His strong, warm hands touched my skin and I exhaled. I leaned my head to the right and he started to kiss my neck tenderly. A kiss behind my ear, and then a kiss on my ear that gave me goose bumps. He then kissed slowly down my neck and then all the way down to my shoulder.
I bit my lip.
My ass could feel him getting harder and harder. I was already aching for his hot cock, but Adrian patiently went back to the strap of my shirt and grabbed it with his teeth and then slowly dragged it over my shoulder.
I then leaned my head to the left, and he did the same thing on the right side. A kiss behind the ear, on the ear, slow soft kisses down my neck to my strap, and with his teeth he dragged the strap over my shoulder. My top fell down and was only being held up by breasts. That top has a built in bra so I moved my shoulders together, letting it slide over my breasts, and fall down around my waist.
He held my breasts in his hands and I rolled my head back and put it on his shoulder and closed my eyes and let him massage my breasts for a few moments. This was all so sudden but the amazing thing was that all of his movements were slow and deliberate. He wasn’t rushing through everything like all the other guys I’ve been with. It was as if he was…savoring me.
I know this is going to sound odd, but he was a perfect gentleman, even though we had only met fifteen minutes ago and we were now standing in the woman’s room and I was half naked.