Sitting At Starbucks

honeybee_345

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I love going to the local starbucks.
Wearing shorts that are too short.
Pulling my hair up into a sexy ponytail.
My hair sways with my hips as I parade around for all the strangers to see.
Putting on a show for all to see.
I sit in a corner seat so noone can see my naughty words or photos from my wordpress blog, twitter, tubmlr or instagram.
I wear a sweater and glasses.
I feel like a naughty librarian.
My thoughts continue to roam.
Thoughts of lust coming to mind.
Wanting to fall to my knees and suck.
Wanting to feel him throb within my mouth.
Hearing him moan in ecstasy at the suprise of my mouth.
Fuck all this bustling noise in our brains.
Just for this moment.
Until he cums.
Shooting all over my lips.
Me graciously taking it in.
That still moment.
The quiet.
Heavy breathing.
My heart longs for this.
Who will be my Starbucks lover...
 
The one where our fantasy takes us.... ;)

I pick up my black tea lemonade and soy her sitting in the corner looking all sexy in her short shorts, sweater, and glasses. I admire the view and think of what naughtiness she may be reading on her tablet. I must've stared for longer than I thought because suddenly I notice she is signaling me to come over to her table.
 
I pick up my black tea lemonade and soy her sitting in the corner looking all sexy in her short shorts, sweater, and glasses. I admire the view and think of what naughtiness she may be reading on her tablet. I must've stared for longer than I thought because suddenly I notice she is signaling me to come over to her table.

How did you read my mind I think. My pussy already wet from being naughty. My heart begins to race at the thought of you approacing. Is this real?, I think
 
How did you read my mind I think. My pussy already wet from being naughty. My heart begins to race at the thought of you approacing. Is this real?, I think

I tentatively approach, hoping the bulge forming in my pants is not too noticeable. She seems a little nervous, as well, and I try to break the ice with a joke. "That green tea must be very cold for you to need a sweater."
 
Awkwardly I giggle and you sit next to me. I have all my naughty information from my webpage and other sites up. I wonder if I should try to hide it or act like it's completly normal....
 
I'm stealing glances at you over my coffee..... watching you type... noticing how your body moves as you think.... something is obviously turning you on.... My interest in peaked, to say the least.....
 
Awkwardly I giggle and you sit next to me. I have all my naughty information from my webpage and other sites up. I wonder if I should try to hide it or act like it's completly normal....

As I sit next to her, feeling very lucky at not being shooed away. I notice her tablet screen has some very erotic images and she's making no effort to conceal it. I try to not look surprised or uneasy, especially since, at 35, I'm at least 10 years older than her. I decide to ignore it and comment on her beauty.

"I hope you didn't mind me staring. I was just very taken by your beauty."
 
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As I sit next to her, feeling very lucky at not being shooed away. I notice her tablet screen has some very erotic images and she's making no effort to conceal it. I try to not look surprised or uneasy, especially since I'm old enough to be her father. I decide to ignore it and comment on her beauty.

"I hope you didn't mind me staring. I was just very taken by your beauty."

(Woah. We hit a road block. Not into men over 40.)
 
(Make it 35)

My pussy begins to salivate.

(Done. I edited the post with the roadblock)

I can see that my comment arouses her. I think maybe she could possibly be interested in someone my age. She does seem rather confident for someone so young.
 
(Done. I edited the post with the roadblock)

I can see that my comment arouses her. I think maybe she could possibly be interested in someone my age. She does seem rather confident for someone so young.

Knowing that I could fufill his every desire with a simple nod of my head I continued to listen to his jabber. We both knew what the other was thinking. All the talk was just noise. He suddenly became flush and shy. I wondered what he was thinking.
 
Her smile and her attitude with me being so much older than her is captivating. Ad nervous as I am, my curiosity tells me I must do something with this situation, erotic as it is.

"Well, you did invite me over here. Is there something you wanted of me?" I say this, hoping she'll reply with a desire to tie me up and sit her lovely ass on my face.
 
"I just thought you looked like a nice guy. Not many men carry themselves the way that you do. It was intriguing." (God I hope he doesn't think this is weird. Am I being too assertive? Not assertive enough? I have no idea what I'm doing. I've never done this before. Why is my heart racing so fast?)
 
"Why thank you. You're rather intriguing yourself, and you seem to have some interesting reading there. Care to tell me some about it?"

(I sure hope I'm not overreaching here.)
 
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