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Feel good?

Her response was quick. Yes.

He wondered how good it felt. As good as my cock?

He’d never sexted before. Never had the opportunity. If he’d known how illicit and exciting it was, he would have tried it a long time ago.

Never.

He took a swig of his whiskey. Jameson. His favorite. As good as my mouth?

She responded, but not as quickly as the time before. Hell no!

He rearranged himself in his seat, pulling inconspicuously at the front of his pants. He pictured her on the seat, her legs spread wide, her chest heaving, breaths coming out in heavy pants. He knew exactly when the darkness would take over her eyes. Exactly when her cheeks would flush. And it would be right about now that she would whimper, begging him for more. And so she got more.

I have tonight all planned. When we get back to the hotel i’m going to blindfold you and tie you to the bed.

He wasn’t ashamed to say these things out loud, but there was a forbidden aspect to sending it in writing. The possibility of someone stumbling upon their sexual exchange.

He played with the settings again. She should be getting close now.

She responded. what else?

So, she liked dirty talk. Maybe she needed the visual image to get her off. And she would have it.

Once you’re bound to my mercy, my cock will be inside you. My mouth will be all over you.

He looked to his left, then his right. The bartender was on his cell phone at the other end of the bar. The rest of the patrons were engaged in conversation, with no clue he was in the process of bringing her to an orgasm in the next room.

Are you going to come for me?

He fiddled with the buttons again. This time, her response was quick. Y

She didn’t finish the word. She was that close.

Come now

Two seconds later, she responded. Udhldlsdhjfosudihfoslduihgfs

He sat back in his chair with a satisfied grin.

About five minutes later, she walked back into the bar. Her dress was perfectly in place but her flushed cheeks gave away her pleasure. She settled on her stool and he waved over the bartender, who placed a tumbler in front of her, then filled it with brown liquid.

She downed the drink in one long gulp. When she had caught her breath, she turned to him.

“Did you mean all those things?” she asked, hope and anticipation dancing in her eyes.

“We have a whole lot of fun ahead of us, little one.” He brushed away a strand of her thick brown hair. “Is our friend still in place?”

She gulped. “Yes.” Her hand trembled around the tumbler.

He pulled his stool closer to the bar and leaned in, letting his shoulder brush her arm.

“Then let the fun begin.”


Veronica took the last bite of her incredible meal. “I am so stuffed. That was way too much food, but I couldn’t stop. So delicious.”

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