Coffee and a side of cream

Pulling into the parking lot I notice that it is not that busy.  At least it means I will be able to meet the new girl easier and won’t have to figure out who it is.  Blind dates are a painful process and not knowing who the other person looks like makes me nervous.

 Not being shallow I do want the other person to be attractive, but I don’t have the greatest luck in that department.

Hopping out of the car I head towards the door, thinking that I will just get a medium coffee since I don’t want it to be obliged to stay long in case I don’t connect with the woman.  Once inside I head to the counter and place my order.  I scan the room to see who else is here.  Only one other person, an elderly guy turning the newspaper on the table as he sips his coffee.  “Who reads the paper anymore,” I ponder to myself as I pay for my coffee and head to the opposite corner of the store were it is more private.

My phone chirps with a new message and I notice it is from my mysterious friend.  She has arrived and will be inside momentarily. I start to get butterflies in my stomach.  I search the parking lot trying to see which has appeared after I arrived.  Not able to see the whole parking lot from my seat I just sit and wait.  Wondering who will be coming through the door.

Being so absorbed in wondering who I didn’t notice the other door open and woman walking through.  Light blond with a touch of red hair flows over her shoulders as she moves towards the counter.  She is average build, but the hour glass shape is apparent.  Her chest is not to large but has the right amount to make them stand out.  As she turns towards the counter I saw her ass.  Damn it was hypnotic, the way it moved, sang, beckoning me to expose it and admire it.  Needless to say I was attracted to her.

She got her coffee and bagel and turned towards me and we locked eyes. She smiled and I smiled back as she headed towards me.  “Hi,” she said nervously still smiling.  I smiled back and replied, “Hi, nice to finally meet you.”

“I don’t normally do this, meeting blindly.” she states as she sat down and sipped her coffee.  The aroma of her person drifted towards me and I inhaled deeply.  She even smells good.  “Neither do I, but you intrigued me.  And I hope I was not to direct by asking you out for a coffee?”, hoping I don’t sound creepy.  She looked down at her coffee, “No, not at all.  It is just not me to meet someone blind.”

We chatted for a while about everything, from blind dates, work, life, love, but never talked about sex.  It was on my mind, and from the subtle hints it was on hers too.  There was a few times where I could have brought it up but I didn’t want to steer this.  She was relaxed but still reserved and I didn’t want to push my luck.  Getting her to meet was a surprise in itself and I don’t know how far I can push before she pushes back.

After my second coffee we were still talking like old friends.  The more I learned about her the more I got attracted to her.  She seemed to be attracted to me, since she hadn’t dashed out of there once her coffee was gone.  That is a good sign.  I excused myself and said I needed to use the washroom.  Two coffees and the time talking has filled my bladder and I needed to relieve it.

In the bathroom I thought more about what I wanted to do.  How I could get her alone to see if things can progress?  The door opened behind me and as I finished zipping myself back up I hear, “Do you need help with that?”  I froze.  She came into the bathroom.  The MENS bathroom.  Guess I don’t need to figure out how to get her alone.

“Well I just finished so I think you are to late,” I replied as I turn around.  She closes the distance quickly and kisses me.  I kiss back, shocked and surprised.  Never been attacked like this before let alone in the men’s bathroom.

My hands slide down to her ass and squeeze, and it feels so good.  A slight moan escapes her lips as we kiss deeply.  She separates from my lips and pulls me towards the bathroom stall.  I follow blindly, like a toddler in grade school being lead by a teacher, and close the door behind me.  No sooner have I turned around and she has my pants undone and down to my knees.  “I have been wanting to do this since I saw you,” she comments as her hands travel up my inner thigh.  Here eyes locked onto mine like a predator going in for the kill.

I let out a deep sigh at the sensation, my cock getting harder by the second.  Her hand reaches my cock and strokes it gently.  My foreskin slipping back and forth over my head as she replicates my masturbation technique.  “Damn, she knows how to stroke a cock,” I think as I try to maintain control.

Her mouth moves to my balls, as she takes them into her mouth and gently sucks them.  My hands reach to both sides of the stall for support as I groan escapes my lips.  Her tongue slips out and slides up from the base of my cock to the tip.  My knees go weak for a second.  The sensation she is producing from her mouth and my cock is exhilarating.  I feel powerless as she handles my cock like a pro.

Her mouth takes my cock whole in one smooth slow motion.  I am not huge but I am well endowed from what I have told from my other woman I have been with.  This girl didn’t even slow down.  Burying her nose into my stomach she takes me whole as she deep throats my cock.  Holding herself in that position I look down and smile, weakly.  Never have I had this done to me before.  Let alone never been taken this way either.  It is erotic and hot and my cock seems to swell even bigger if that is even possible.

She slowly starts to suck me off, deep and slow.  She uses her other hand to stroke and twist my cock at the same time.  I feel myself slowly starting to build in my balls as she works my cock in her mouth with expert control.  Not knowing what to do next but wanting it faster I take my hands and grab the side of her head.  She starts to moan as I move her head faster, fucking her mouth.  Looking down and seeing the head moving liking a piston over my cock is erotic.  Grabbing a fist full of her long hair on each side of her head I pump my cock into her mouth.  She groans and moans not once gagging from my hard cock burying deep into her mouth.

Feeling my balls getting closer to exploding I start to groan myself, which seems to turn her on more.  She doubles her effort, determined to make me blow my load.  The sensation is exhilarating, and I lose all perspective around me outside of this hot woman sucking my cock like a champ.

Holding on to her head still I feel the wall starting to break down, and the control slipping away.  The balls tighten up as my ass checks push together feeling my load travel up my cock.  I let out a loud groan and empty it into her mouth.  She doesn’t slow down and my grip loosens as I try to keep my balance.  Knees buckling as my hands slip to her shoulders for support.  She drains me dry, not letting any of it get away.  Pulling her mouth of my cock she squeezes it liking milking a cow and tries to get every last drop.

I shiver with each pass of her mouth over my cock as she does this over and over again.  My cock over sensitive now as she licks the head one last time and than stands up.  Placing her lips on mine she kisses me deeply.  “I hope you can return the favour, ” she mentions between kisses, “to make me, ” as she gently grabs my bare ass, “cum from your mouth.”

Still in a bit of bliss I reply, “I plan too, but I think we will need a better place to do that than a bathroom stall.”

She giggles and starts to pull my pants up.  I hastily grab them and quickly do them up.  “You leave first,” she says.  I nod and head towards the door.

Opening the door I head out and noticed no one is around so I quickly wave to her and she slips out of the bathroom.  Heading back to our table, she collects her empty cup and wrapper and proceeds to put in the garbage.  I follow suit and follow her out the door.

She turns to me before heading to her car, “And thanks for coffee and side of cream.  It was a lot of fun.”  She starts to turn and head towards her car.  “We will have to do it again sometime soon.”

Grinning to myself I was a bit confused.  Shocked, used, tossed away like a piece of meat.  It was high and low at the same time, but I so wanted to see her again.  Pulling out my phone I quickly text her, “So how about tomorrow night.  I am looking to have your side of cream, coffee can wait?”  Grinning still I hop in the car and head home.