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She sat slowly sipping her drink, her eyes watching the bar. She had been back every night for over a week now, waiting, looking for him. She first saw him one evening two weeks ago, in this very bar. She smiled softly as she remembered watching him. His cute smile and graceful movements had caught her attention. Just quiet how much she began to realise two days later when she was unable to stop thinking about him. And so she had spent every evening for the last ten days sitting at the bar, waiting for his return.
The door swung open and she smiled as she watched him enter. He was with friends, and they all stood at the opposite end of the bar to her, giving her a clear view of him. Tilting her head slightly she watched him. Taking in all of him, the way he smiled, held his glass, shifted his weight as he chatted, the way his eyes light up as he laughed while he spoke. The way the jeans he was wearing caresses his arse as he moved, all the little details she observed as she watches him from her seat. Her stomach tightening as he sipped his pint and then licked the froth off his lips. She leaned forward and beckoned to the barman, slipping him an envelope, and whispering instructions to him as she ordered another drink for herself. Sitting back and sipping it slowly as she carried on watching him, once or twice his eyes meeting hers across the bar.
She watched him drain his drink and go to order another. She smiled to herself, as the barman handed him his drink, informing him that this one had been bought for him by the lady at the other end of the bar. Briefly their eyes meet over the bar, his clearly questioning her. She simply smiled, raised her glass silently before finishong it and placing the empty glass on the bar. Standing she walked with a confident stride out of the bar, not once looking at him again, but knowing he was watching her. Knowing that right about now he was being handed the envelope, inside was a simple note ...
'You WILL meet me here tomorrow at 8pm'
She could not help wishing she could see his face when he opened that note. Part of her was wondering if she had judged him right. She was almost certain he would be there, that he would be the one she was looking for. Tomorrow night she would know, with the first part of the chase done she went home.
It was 8.15pm the next night when she arrived at the bar. Purposely being fifteen minutes late to see if he would wait. Upon entering she saw him standing there. Once again she felt her stomach tighten, as her gaze wandered over him. Turning slowly his eyes met hers briefly before lowering quickly, a soft blush forming on his cheeks.
She made her way over to him, slipping onto the bar stool beside him and ordering some drinks. She could not help but notice the slight shake of his hand as he picked up his.
'Hello' She smiled warmly at him.
'Hello' came his soft reply.
Running her tongue across the rim of her glass she watched him closely, her eyes locked on him. His eyes quickly moving from her gaze, but not before she saw the fire that burned within. She knew then she had read him right, knowing that this was indeed going to be fun. She reached out slowly and raised his lowered head, making him look at her, his eyes deep dark pools, excitement, passion and uncertainty shining through. Running her fingers over his jaw, across his lips, feeling them tremble at her touch, and along his cheeks, as they flushed with colour. Her tongue flicked across her lips as she looked at him. Smiling before removing her hand, watching him bite back the moan of disappointment.
'Yes' She thought to herself He is the one'
She sipped her drink once again, her eyes lowered, allowing him time to look at her, a soft smile playing over her lips, knowing he is trying to work out who she is and what she wants from him. Finding himself drawn like a moth to a light, unable to understand why he is here, why he followed her note, why he waited when she did not show on time.
Slowly lifting her eyes again, and smiling at him, letting her tongue run softly over slightly parted lips as she moves closer, letting her lips brush over his ear as she whispers...
'Lets go an sit at a table, its a little more private over in the corner'
She lead him to the quiet table and sits down, patting the seat beside her for him to sit on, watching him as he sits down beside her. Reaching out she run’s her fingers along his thigh, watching his face closely... She leans close and brushes his ear with her lips as she whispers once more...
You're Mine tonight.' A simple statment.
He nods slowly, his eyes burning with excitement, she feels his body shiver at her touch. Trailing her hand up the inside of his thigh, her eyes locked with his as she very soflty runs her fingers over the jeans covering his cock, tracing small circles over it, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
'All... mine' She mouths to him.
He groan softly, unable to stop himself. His head rolls back as her fingers tease him, running up and down the length of his cock and back over his thighs, squeezing them gently. She watches him closely as she unzips his jeans, a look of fear flashing across his face as he glances round the bar. Her fingers wrapping round his cock and stroking gently. He moans louder, his hips rocking upwards to meet her strokes, thighs falling open as he does so. His head rolling back as he is unable to stop the emotions running through his body. She leans closer, her breath warm against his skin as she whispers huskily to him...
'I am going to make you mine, to take you on a journey tonight like no other, just relax, trust me, you will enjoy it...'
She leans in and flicks her tongue over his lips before biting the bottom one, letting her teeth graze the tender skin trapped between them.As she does she runs her thumb over the head of his cock. He lets out a long low hiss, trying not to moan loudly, his body trembling in excitement, his hips rocking harder against her hands, she feels him twitch and throb. She pulls away from him, her eyes locking with his as she says...
'Not yet, not until I tell you'
His eyes widen as he realises what she is saying, Her hand stroking his cock a little faster, his hips matching hermovements, he whimpers, his breath rapid, his face flushed, his body tingling with excitement, his eyes burning with desire. She smiles softly, her tongue flicking over her lips, her thigh caressing his, her other hand on his chest, running her fingers over it, caressing his nipples.
'Yes Now... cum for me now'
His eyes plead with her briefly, then his body shudders in response to her words and her teasing. Twitching in her hands, his cock sends spurt after spurt of cum into them. He leans back shaking in pleasure, his eyes closed, his breath shallow and fast, his mind reeling. She leans in and kisses him.
'Well done' She whispers then chuckles 'You may want to clean up a little now'
He nods, unable to speak for now, his eyes closed as his body tingles with pleasure. She smiles softly at him leaning back and watching him closely.
'Yes' She thinks 'This is going to be an interesting'
Once he has recovered a little she watches him walk off to clean up, and goes to the bar to order another drink for them, sitting back down with them she watches him return. He sits slowly and looks at her, his eyes bright, quickly he lowers them and whispers to her
'Thank You Ma’am'
She nods, knowing he now understands ...
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