Far Too Long Ch. 2

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“Have you ever eaten at the little diner on Willow Run? It goes by the same name as the road.”

“No, I don’t think I have.”

“Would you like to meet me there in about an hour?”

He smiled with a mischevious look in his eye. He said, “If you’ll be there, I’ll gladly go.”

Her cheeks felt warm in the cool, dusk air. She was blushing, again.

At home, she enhanced her cheekbones, eyes, and lips with just a small touch of color. She put on a more stream-lined pair of shoes, as well. It wasn’t a complete change, but a subtle hint that she was interested in him. She finished her grooming and drove to meet him at the diner.

He appeared just a moment or two after she arrived. They sat at a booth, across from one another. They ate light meals. They talked. He smiled with more frequency as the evening moved along. His smile inspired small bolts of desire to course through her sex.

The diner’s waitress shooed them out of the restaurant at closing time. Spontaneously, she decided to ask him to come back to her apartment. He eagerly accepted the invitation.

“I hope you don’t mind a little mess. I haven’t really been motivated to clean up the kitchen.” Alan kurtuluş escort shrugged. She surveyed the dishes, the empty boxes, the wrappers, and the bits of food left out that her dog couldn’t reach. He didn’t even seem to look at the mess. She led him from the kitchen to her much cleaner living room. She pointed at the red, suede couch.

“Please, have a seat.”

He gracefully sank into the plush couch. He murmurred, “Mmmm.”

“Yeah, I know. It’s fabulous. Expensive as hell, though… Do you want anything to drink?”

He cocked his head to the side. “If you have something cold with a bit of caffeine in it, I’ll take it.”

“I certainly have plenty of that,” Elena said, halfway to herself and halfway to him.

She brought out the soda pops, and sank into the couch next to him.

She turned on the television, and skimmed the channels. They stumbled upon Cinemax. One of their notorious soft-core porns played. She lingered on it briefly to watch his reaction.

“Oh, it’s a new one,” Alan said. She heard his implications that he watched a lot of the Cinemax adult movies. She sensed he imparted to her that he had been alone for levent escort a while, now. This heightened her own desire for him.

“I like the way this one is starting. Do you mind watching it with me for a bit?”

It was his turn to blush. Something about his uncomfortable look turned her on. She smiled subtly. He didn’t answer, but didn’t protest when she didn’t change it.

The actors moved from strained dialogue to foreplay fairly rapidly. Elena watched as the brunette woman lapped at the penis of the blond man with the handlebar moustache. The camera moved closer to the action and away from the man’s face.

“Oh, now he looks much better,” she rasped.

Alan smiled at her. She could tell the images were working their magic on him. She scooted closer to his exquisite face. She breathed in his scent. She could smell her own mingled with his. She turned her head so that she faced him, but could eye the television.

She whispered into his ear, “How would you like to feel my tongue on your cock?”

He turned his head to her, startled by the aggressive words. She looked at him with raw need. He looked away. He blushed, again.

She maçka escort continued, “Wouldn’t you like to feel your head swallowed in my wet, warm mouth? How would you like me to lick the length of it, slowly. Then I could press the flat of my tongue to that little spot under the head. I could suck you whole, and press the sides of my mouth against your cock.”

He looked at her without moving his head toward her. His eyes went back to the screen. A bleach blond bimbo joined the pair on the television. They all changed positions. The brunette licked the blond’s shaved sex. The blond jutted her butt into the air. The man thrust his penis into the brunette’s pussy. There was a close-up of the penis as it rammed her vagina. Then there was a close-up of the brunette’s shaved mound as it was licked by the brunette.

Elena breathed softly onto his neck. She said, “Then you could put that perfect mouth of yours to my sex. You could lick my pussy, tasting what you can smell right now.”

“Oh, dear God, Elena…” He turned to look at her. She put her hand up to his mouth. He gently licked at her fingers.

“And then you could lay back as I gently slide on to your penis. I would ride your cock slowly and irritatingly gently. The wetness from your mouth would be mixed with the wetness I feel right now. It would slide in and out of me with such ease.”

He grabbed the remote from her and shut off the television. He asked her, “Well, what are we waiting for, then?”

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