Alone time, time to play. New house, new light sources, mirror not on the wall yet.
oh and a new name too….. @scotbadgirl so thought I’d do a Sinful Sunday.
She hadn’t seen him in a while when she realised he was in her thoughts.
Yesterday she saw his work van parked and hoping it would be there again today changed her walking route to work “just in case”. It was there. She stopped and checked her reflection in a car window, ruffled her hair, smoothed down her skirt and then continued along the street.
He had worked there before she remembered – an old church building being converted into luxury apartments. She stopped by van and leaned against the door and waited. She didn’t have to wait long before he came out of the building to get stuff from the van.
Hellos were exchanged along with a long look up and down over her checking out what she was wearing.
She smiled at him. Knowing him well, she knew he would be thinking if she was wearing knickers. He smiled back knowing that if she was here this early in the morning she wasn’t.
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her towards him and kissed her furiously. She could feel his growing cock pushing against her as she kissed him back, moaning into him.
Breaking the embrace, he pulled her quickly and forcefully into the building. “It’s just me here” he told her pushing her against the wall at the side of the open door, sliding his hand down her jacket, over her hips and as he got to his knees, pushing her skirt up to reveal her neatly trimmed pussy.
They sighed loudly as he brushed the first stroke of his tongue over her. She leaned on the wall and pushed her hips to him. He responded by digging his tongue deeper into her folds, seeking out her already throbbing clit. It wouldn’t take long for her orgasm to come.
Breathless she stood there for a moment till he stood up. Grabbing at his belt she pulled him towards her. Knowing it was still early morning, and people were on the way to work, she unbuttoned his work jeans, one by one, as his cock pressed against them from the inside.
Teasing him as she put her hand into the open fly; she released his cock from the boxers he always wore and exposed him to the light coming in the open door. She checked that they were still unseen before sliding down the wall to take his cock in her mouth. She felt him shudder as she put the first touch of her tongue on the tip of his cock. Taking him fully in her mouth and spreading the button fly wider with her hands to take all of him, she slid her mouth up and down the length of his cock. His breathing was becoming deeper. She knew he was keeping one eye on the street just a few feet away hoping no one would catch a glimpse of what was going on.
Pushing him away she knew he was close too, as she could taste the pre-cum on the tip of his cock. She stood up and at the same time slid her skirt up over her hips. Looking at him, she waited for him to make the next move; would he lift her up onto his cock and fuck her against the wall, or would he turn her round and enter her from behind with a hard and fast fuck.
She didn’t have to wait long to find out, he spun her round and before she took her next breath, he was in her, thrusting fast and deep, holding her hips tightly. It wasn’t long before she could feel her orgasm rising deep in her belly and, the rhythm of his cock thrusting into her, quickening too. There; in that moment of release, everything was quiet around them. He held her close to him and kissed her neck while they relaxed a little. She could already feel the cum dripping out of her and down her leg, she’d clean up later.
No more words other than “have a good day” were exchanged and she continued on to work with a spring in her step and an ache between her legs that would keep her smiling all day.
It’s been a while (about a year) and things have changed for me. Moving house has been the latest event. Hopefully will be more settled for a while now.
I’ve not been totally out in the wilderness – there have been a few special people I’ve kept in touch with on the “vanilla” side and that’s been lovely. I’ll be around, but probably not as often as before,.
A new house means a new mirror and a new mirror means a new view ……
A decision I’ve contemplated a lot but, it’s been decided; not by me per say, but due to the world around me not being as friendly as I once thought it was.