That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking voice. Voice said" Annnn' what what do want from me now?...LOL.. i said "who is this?&... Continue»
Rainshower Rêverie (Part 1)
Kirsten looked up from the counter, as the tinkling bell of the door alerted her to the presence of a very wet, very cold woman entering through the door of the coffee shop. She was wearing a thin lilac dress and no rain jacket, which was hardly surprising, as many people were ducking in to seek refuge from the impromptu rainstorm and sudden wind, that had swept in without warning.
The girl was completely soaked, and the thin material clung to the generous curves of her petite frame betraying the fact that she wore panties, but no bra, underneath. Kirsten could not help but notice the girl’s jutting nipples, stretching against the thin fabric.
Kirsten f***ed her gaze up to her face and was instantly drawn in. Her facial features were arresting beautiful. Deep green eyes were wide and fringed in thick dark lashes. Curly thick black hair, cut in a bob, framed her pale face, which was perfectly highlighted by carefully applied makeup. Her skin was all peaches and cream smoothness with high cheekbones. Her mouth was full and pink, her lips perfect cupid bows.
She realized, then, that the girl was looking at her as if waiting for her to finish her appraisal and address her.
“I believe this is the part where you ask what i would like...” the girl said.
“Sorry, what can I get you miss?” Kirsten asked, her voice only slightly betraying her embarrassment.
The girl ran her fingers through her thick hair, throwing it to one side, and then cleared her throat “Can I get a tall latte with whipped cream on top?” she asked, her voice soft and very sexy.
Kirsten cashed her out, and then turned to draw her drink. The coffee shop was filling up now as more people started coming in out of the rain, and Jonathan and Ashley had come back from their breaks just in time. They jumped right in, taking the next few customers. After a few moments, Kirsten had the steaming mug of coffee topped with extra whipped cream and chocolate shavings.
“It's the end of my shift now, have fun.” she told her co-workers, to upraised eyebrows, and looks of disbelief.
She took the coffee to a small table where the girl had sat down. She knew that the girl must have been aware of the charms she had on display but appeared not to notice, or to not care, that her breasts were fully visible through her clothing. Kirsten couldn’t help but stare.
“You keep staring...” her voice held a hint of laughter, and she looked up at Kirsten innocently. “You haven’t seen someone wet and disheveled before?”
“Sorry, but you’re absolutely beautiful, it’s hard to keep my eyes off of you.” Kirsten blurted, and then instantly regretted it.
The girl laughed openly, and then her voice dropped to a whisper. “Well if you like how I look in a wet dress, I can only imagine you’d like how I look out of it...” And then the girl stretched and yawned, running her hands through her hair and arching her back, so that her breasts jutted forward towards Kirsten provocatively.
Kirsten quickly looked around the shop. But the customers were all busy getting settled to notice anything remotely inappropriate between the two girls.
“I’m sorry... I’m.. I’m not sure that I understand.” Her face felt hot and suddenly flushed, and her heart’s pace had quickened. The girl was making her feel like a high-schooler.
“Well, I am a firm believer in not beating around the bush...” the girl whispered, “You want me and assuming that I return that feeling, you should take me.” Her voice was quieter now and she sunk lower in her chair, passing her hands over the still damp fabric of her dress, as she traced her body in a slow sensual pass from breast to leg. Kirsten thought she saw the girl’s hips push up against her wandering hand as it passed over her sex.
“Do you?” she asked a little nervous, but incredibly aroused.
“Do I what?”
“Return the feeling?” Kirsten pressed.
“The rain always makes me hot and wet. And you’re a pretty little thing, so yes.”
Kirsten was at a impasse and was questioning what to do with this incredibly forward, but absolutely enchanting, girl.
WHAT HAPPENS NEXT? You get to choose! I'll continue after a few votes.
1.) The girls move to a booth at the back of the coffee shop for a little public display of affection.
2.) Kirsten takes the girl to a back maintenance room where it get's a little hot, cramped, quick, and dirty.
3.) They dart across the street, through the rain, to Kirsten's apartment, where the story unfolds at a slower pace, but with gorgeous detail.
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