Frankie goes to Coffee Shop

Frankie’s meeting had finished early and she now had an hour and a half to waste before she was due at her next one.

She decided to go and look for a coffee shop which had wireless so she could check her emails in peace.

She picked one of the chain coffee shops feeling sure they would have wireless.

Today she was dressed in a black skirt suit, the skirt was knee length with her customary lace top hold ups and kitten heel shoes for comfort.

She ordered her coffee and found a corner where no on one else sitting, opened her laptop and started to check her emails.

Sat at a table a couple of tables from hers, was Bob, Bob was between jobs so had decided to treat himself to a coffee, he was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt reading a newspaper.

He glanced across to the corner table to see Frankie and the first thing he noticed was her black nylon encased legs crossing and uncrossing under the table. What he really wanted to know was whether they where stockings or tights.

Frankie totally engrossed in what she was doing hadn’t even noticed the handsome guy with Brown hair and Green eyes a couple of tables away, and has she was typing away she didn’t realise she was crossing and uncrossing her legs let alone that someone was watching.

But Bob was watching and couldn’t take his eyes off those beautiful legs and imagining how they would to the touch as he either fucked the owner of them or even got the chance of running his hands up and down them on the way to her treasure trove at the top.

Bob was now starting to feel very uncomfortable and was aware his cock was growing rapidly in his jeans, despite his silent pleading for it to go down it was now pushing harder for release. As he tried to avert his eyes, he knew he couldn’t until he had seen what he wanted to see.

Bob knew he should leave soon or he would be late for his next job, but he couldn’t possibly move yet as he felt sure the size of his erection would impede his ability to walk.

Just when Bob thought he couldn’t take anymore, Frankie’s phone rang and as she answered it her head went back as animatedly she spoke into it, laughing with whoever was on the other end, her hands playing with her hair she chatted away, forgetting where she was she removed her shoes and lifted herself up sitting back down with one leg under her.

Bob thought he was going to explode under table when he got the vision he had been waiting for, Frankie’s skirt pulled up just enough so that he saw the lace of her hold up, he didn’t know how he stopped himself from reaching down and taking his cock out and playing with it there and then.

He could feel his breathing getting heavier as his eyes fixed on the top of her leg the lace that was moving as she jiggled about still chatting on the phone.

Bob knew, he had to have this woman now, and all reasoning left him as he thought of a way to get her attention, he was still trying to read the paper in front of him but the words now blurred in to one.

Finally Frankie put down the phone and went back to her laptop, suddenly realising she had been sat with her leg up with a skirt on, she quickly moved her leg from under her and pulled her skirt as far down as it would go.

As she looked up to see if anyone had noticed she spotted Bob for the first time, she couldn’t believe she had not noticed him before, embarrassed she put her head back down quickly, but she couldn’t concentrate now on the email she was trying to send because all she could think was had the handsome man sat two tables away seen her put her legs on the seat and more to the point seen her hold ups.

With thoughts going through Frankie’s head as she imagined he had, she sneaked another look towards his table expecting him to be gone, but when her eyes met his, she was the first to look away but was sure she felt his eyes burning into her.

Bob was thinking now wildly what on earth could he do to get her attention back to him, now she had seen him, that brief look in her eyes told him she wanted it too, but what could he do?

Bob decided to try standing up and as he stood up he knocked his coffee cup over. Frankie still looking down at her laptop, seeking frantically in her brain, hoping it would tell her what she needed to write, nearly jumped off her chair as she heard the clatter of crockery, she looked up and it was the handsome guy two tables away, “I am so sorry about that, I hope I didn’t disturb you too much”.

“No it is ok I was just getting ready to leave anyway, I am going to be late for my next meeting” she replied.

Bob looked at her again and noticing her green eyes sparkling back at him as she smiled, without realising his mouth had even moved replied “how late can you be?”

Frankie felt her pussy twitch as she stood up, while she packed her laptop away she found herself looking back at Bob her eyes lowering to his crotch and trying not to stare she could see the outline of his cock through his jeans and if she wasn’t mistaken it was rock hard.

After staring a little longer than was necessary she knew she had to have his hard cock. Her mind working overtime as she worked out how to approach him, she hitched up her skirt up as she walked towards him, just enough nylon on show, as she got closer, she leaned into him and whispered “it would be rude for me not to offer to deal with your problem down there, don’t you think?’ As her eyes once again found the bulge in his jeans.

Frankie walked off in the direction of the toilets, spotting a shower room next to the disabled toilets, her pussy already wet with anticipation at the thought of his hard cock, she knew exactly what she was going to do with it, yes she was going to be late for the meeting in fact she might not make it at all.

Frankie stopped just outside to see if he had followed her. As Bob slammed into her back he knew he had done the right thing as his cock hit her arse.

Frankie put her hand on the door handle uttering “I hope it’s not locked” “phew” she said as the handle turned and the door opened she pulled him in behind her and shut and quickly bolted the door.

Before Bob could even open his mouth, Frankie not saying a word, dropped her laptop and handbag to the floor, lifted her skirt up and ordered the man in front of her to his knees. Bob quickly obliged and with Frankie’s hand on his head his tongue snaked out and licked at her clit through her soaking thong.

Frankie liked this very much, the power she could feel holding this strangers head as he lapped away at her clit, she leaned backwards and spread her legs a little more as Bob pulled her thong to one side his tongue hit the nub of her clit straight away, as Frankie rewarded him with the first squirt of her wetness.

Still holding his head she started to grind into his face rubbing her swollen clit up and down and with a demanding voice she told him to” lick her out and if he was good enough to make her cum she would sort his hard cock out for him”.

Bob didn’t need any further encouragement as his tongue continued its assault on her wet clit sucking the nub in between his lips and licking down towards her hole and back up again.

Frankie was soaking wet as she commanded him to make her cum, she could feel the familiar warmth start to spread through her body as she pushed her pussy into his face, Bob now had his hands on her arse pulling her into him, Frankie was moaning loudly now in appreciation and Bob thought any second now someone would knock on the door and ask if everything was ok.

But he was so consumed in bringing the shaved, sweet pussy off in front of him he didn’t care if he was caught.

Bob started to feel Frankie pull back from him as he realised she was about to cum. Frankie legs started to shake as her orgasm climbed down her body and without warning took over as she pushed him away the f***e of her orgasm hit his face.

Her pussy still squirting Bob stood up and kissed her full on the lips, pulling away from her “Bobs the name” he said “Frankie” she replied as she fell to her knees in front of him, his belt undone, his button undone, his zip down, his cock finding its way into her mouth in one swift movement.

Bob’s head jerked back with the suddenness of it as Frankie got to work on his cock, licking up and down, his cock rock hard and pre cum already evident, she massaged his shaft, as he moaned quietly her tongue beat out a rhythm on his tip and circled the head, cupping his balls, he pulled her onto him as slowly he started to fuck her mouth, she tasted him, sucked at his pre cum and worked his shaft, Bob could feel his cum starting to move up as she pulled her mouth away, she turned round in front of him, bent over and lifted her skirt up, reaching behind her with her hand she guided him into her pussy.

Frankie’s pussy was soaking wet as he slipped easily into her he quickly set up his own rhythm, hands on her hips as he pulled her back onto his cock, he thrust all the way in, pulling her backwards and forwards along the length of his cock her juices now running down his shaft as his balls slapped into her arse.

This is one fucking horny woman I have here, Bob thought as he pumped and pulled her onto his cock, Frankie could feel herself squirting with every thrust now as she moaned biting her lip in case they were heard from outside, she was drawing bl**d now trying to keep quiet as his cock fucked her rudely from behind, her g-spot on fire, his cock feeling like a white hot flame inside her, she felt herself start the climb upwards as she lost all control of her mind and soul she pushed back into him with all her might as her climax hit, she felt his cock throb against her pulsing pussy walls as he pulled her back onto him one last time, he bit down on her shoulder to stifle the scream as his cum shot up inside her.

Frankie rode back against him, holding his cock inside her as their combined cum dribbled down their legs. Frankie was still moving slowly against him as the last of his cum ran from her pussy.

Finally he pulled out and Frankie stood up and pulled her skirt down, ripped off the hold ups and threw them in the bin.

She picked up her bag, combed her hair, sorted her makeup out, took out baby wipes and gently wiped his cock clean and then her own pussy.

Her thong was seeping wet through so she picked it up and threw that in the bin too, but Bob had other ideas as he fished it back out “I will keep this if you don’t mind, that was mind blowing and this will make me remember it later on when I play’ he sniffed at her juice, “Mmmmmm thank you”’ he purred as he pushed them into his jacket pocket.

Frankie opened the door, kissed him on the lips, gathered her laptop and handbag and walked away.

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