In the heat of the summer

A_Man_For_You

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Summer days. Sun, heat, terraces to have a drink, and everywhere hirls and women in light dress, short or longer skirts, tight tops, all of this often waviing in the wind or in the moves, often giving glimpses of underwear... I love this part of the year. My eyes are excersising well... :)




OOC : This thread is going to be about a university student, 25 years old, just came out of his courses and beginning his long hollydays... I'll play him. And about his meetings... Any girl is welcome to join, moresomes are welcome too, different situations will arise as he gors on in his free days in the sun. Just pm me before joining to propose a situation, a role, or anything...


IC : At least the exams were behind me. Nothing was restraining me of my holydays, and I was going to take them at their full extense. Enough money from my family so I don't have to work to earn anything. It's kinda hot today and I'm wearing a pair of shorts with a loose white sort just half buttoned... In this later afternoon, I go out in the sun, walk along the streets and choose a terrace of a bar to have a long, fine, tasty and more than anything else fresh beer. I relax on the chair, my sunglasses on my nose and look around at all the people walking around... especially all the girls...
 
The waitress came to my table, a young girl round 20 with short curly hair and a bright smile. She was wearing a tight short skirt with a little tabk top that showed a pierced belly button. She asked what I wanted. I stopped myself from answering "You" and ordered a very fresh beer. I looked at her butt swaying in her skirt as she went away.
Then I saw the woman at the next table, working on her laptop. She was surely just out of work, still wearing her strict white blouse, but low-buttoned, and a simple black skirt. Her black jacket was on her chair. She had long auburn hair tied in a pony tail taht was gleaming in the sun.
Then came my beer. And the waitress who leaned over the table to put it in front of me. Small-breasted as she was, she wore no bra and that movement let me have a very brief but interesting glimpse. I thanked her and smiled.
As I took my first sip, I heard a burst of lughter on the street. Two girls were walking there, each one wearing some very expensive but tiny clothes, each one with her Victoria's Secret bag. They were talking and probably joking. They were having fun. And I was kinda sure they had some looks towards me behind their sunglasses...

Well the world offered my eyes a hell of a show that day... I went again to my very fresh beer...
 
The place was less busy then usual but i was still kept busy. It was just a normal day with the same faces.
One person did catch my eye as he entered and sat down at one of my assigned tabels. I eyed him from the bar. " Now there is some one I would like to get to know" I thought to myself. Tall and good looking. He looks like a college student to me.
I walked over and gave him a smile. "What would you like today" I asked. I caught his eyes moving up and down and then he looked me in the eyes. With a nice smile he ordered a beer.
As i moved to the bar I glanced over my shoulder to him. He was watching. I felt my heart rate increase.
I brought a fresh frosted mug to him. We are trained, to bend our knees and serve as not to show more than we already are, but I placed his drink down bending at the waist.
His eyes moved from mine to the top of my tank, that i knew pulled away some as I bent over. Then I stood up straight. " Anything else you may want?". He said he was all set.
Taking care of my other patrons I kept looking his way. At times he was watching me, other times I could tell he was checking the other women out.
I made sure he did not run out of beer. Checking on him more than i would with others. Each time we talked I learned a little bit about him.
I was hoping we could learn more about each other.
 
It was as if my beer would have no end. As soon as I was thinking of reaching the bottom, the waitress came again and refilled it with a smile that would have damned an angel. So cute... Everytime I smiled at her. And as she spent some time at my table, I began to talk with her, introducing myself, Fred, a student beginning his hollydays, loving music and movies and going out. I learned her name, I asked her a few questions about her life, and so on.
Drinking even a light beer in the sun could turn one's mind easily... and getting my glass refilled so often turned mine too. I became bolder than usual and asked her when she finished her service...
 
What little down time I had I tried to chat with him. He would look up and just tip his mug to indicate he would like a refill. I gave a little extra sway, to my small butt, as i walked away for his refill
Trying not to be seen by my boss, who did not want us sitting around with patrons,while on the job. He told me he was a student. I in turn told him I was also. I worked here part time and also did a little modeling to pay for school.
We did exchange names as I served him. "Hi Fred.....I am Debbie but most just call me Deb."
As my shift moved on we discovered we shared intersts in music, movies and just going out having fun. I told him I loved the warm weather and loved the beach even more. I told him the most fun I had modeling was doing an ad for jeans. Running in the sand and wading in the surf.
Fred's smile was captivating and as the afternoon moved on he bacame more relaxed with our short conversations.
The shadows outside where growing longer. One half of the sky was deep blue with big puffy clouds here and there. The other side was growing dark as a storm drew near which would cool the heat of the day.
Fred caught my eye as I walked by with another order. I returned to him asking,with a smile, " ready for another frosty mug?" Then I saw he still had almost a full one. He locked his eyes on mine and in a low voice asked what time I would be finished work. Smiling I said I had less than thirty minutes left and then I would be free.
Those last mintues seemed like hours. My shift came to an end. I took care of my paper work. I counted my tips. Not a bad day, not a bad day at all I thought to myself.
I walked over to Fred and sat across from him. I saw the very nice tip he left on the table. I told him he did not have to but he would not take no for an answer.
" So what would you like to do?"
He took my hand as he stood up. We walked down the street. The sky above was turning dark as a rumble of thunder echoed in the distance.
 
Debbie, nice name for a cute girl... I told her how nice it was to know her. A student too, but the kind who had to work to earn money. What a shame... I received more money in a week form my parents than she probably earned in here in two months. Society's not fair. Perhaps her modelling should give her more, as she was really pretty.
Well, there came the end of her shift and we leaved the place... The storm was coming on towards us, a powerful summer storm. Lightning teared the dark sky apart. Thunder rang through the air, and I took her hand. I began to run, pulling her behind. But the rain catched us before we reached the destination I had in mind. Heavy fresh rain on our faces. I looked at her and we laughed. I ran more to a nearby restaurant, a high ranking one, where the man at the door recognized me and let us in. We were all wet, dripping on the floor. I looked at he, her tank top sticked on her frail body. We smiled at each other as I asked for a table for two...
"I think a nice meal would do you good after this day work", I said... "Come on Deb", as I walked with her behind the waiter. "Please have a seat".
The waiter accompanied us to a table near the window, we could see the rain fall down heavily on the streets.
 
Fred held my hand. Mine felt so small in his. His hand was strong yet soft. I could tell he did not have to work manuel labor at all.
A bolt of lightning flashed overhead. A rocking clap of thunder followed.We started to run. Fred leading the way to a destination unknown to me. Then the rain came. Big drops at first and then a down pour.
We were both soaking wet in seconds. The water dripping off my face. My blonde curls,I worked so hard on, now flat against my face. The warm rain water dripping down my stomach. It rolled down my legs like I just stept from the shower.
We stopped running long enough to look at each other. Freds shirt tight against his chest. He has a nice build and not over done. I could feel my already tight skirt clinging even tighter to me. We laughed at each other. Then we ran up another block.
Fred stopped in front of a restaurant. I knew the place. Very very nice. Very very exspensive. I have seen how they dress as they enter the place. I was not even close to the attire most wore. I was surprised when the door man greeted Fred by his name.
The cool air inside hit my warm wet body. I felt a chill go thru me. I also felt my nipples harden against my wet shirt. Fred was watching me and smiled. I smiled back nodded my head and raised my eyebrows.
"I think a nice meal would do you good after this day work." "Come on Deb", Fred said as he took my hand again. We followed the waiter. I looked around. The patrons were all well dressed. White table cloths. A fantastic bar in one corner. A place well above my means as a working student. As Fred lead the way I noticed a few people nod there heads at him.
Our table was next to a window. The rain was still pouring down. Flashes of lightning lite the darkness outside.
I felt a bit uneasy at first. Here i am in a soaking wet tank top that my nipples are poking at. My hair pasted to the side of my face. My skirt much shorter then anyone else in here not to mention tight and also wet.
The waiter came back with menues. Speaking to Fred like old friends.
" You are hungry I hope" , I heard Fred say thru the maze of thoughts going thru my mind. I looked at him with a sheepish smile. " Yes I am hungry, I could eat a horse." That made him laugh.
The waiter left us for a minute.
I skimmed the menu. Everything sounded so good. Not one thing had a price next to it.
I put my menu down and looked at Fred.
" You must come here a lot?" " I have never been inside a place like this,not even to work." What do you do other than go to school?" I hit him with question after question, not giving him time to speak.
He just kept looking at me smiling and holding my hand.
The waiter interupted my questions......
" Can I get you something to drink? Wine maybe or something else?"
 
I was startled by her question. Yes, sure, she had to work to pay her studies, it must be hard to see people like me who can afford such restaurants. The lyrics of Pulp's Common People came in my mind. All I wanted was to please her... I let Deb choose whatever she wanted to drink, and when the waiter left : "Deb, is this OK for you? I just wanted to offer sou something fine to please you, but if you prefer something else, let me know and we're off at the second." Then I came back to her question, never leaving her eyes... "Besides my studies, I do many things... but I don't work. My parents have enough money. I go play music with my friend, I go out, I read a lot, tries to see as many movies as I can. I'm sorry that you have to work in fact. And I'd love to make you discover a world more... funny..."
 
Fred told me to order anything I wanted. The waiter suggested a red rose wine,which i like.
The waiter moved on and I saw a look on Fred's face. I felt bad I had acted the way I did.
Fred looked into my eyes and said "Deb, is this OK for you? I just wanted to offer you something fine to please you, but if you prefer something else, let me know and we're off at the second."
" I am sorry for the way I acted. This is perfect. This is beyond anything I thought I would be doing today. I just felt uneasy because of the way i am dressed. I am ok now." I squeezed his hand lightly in mine as I spoke.
His eyes kept contact with mine the whole time. It made me feel like we were alone. Our own little private place.
Then he answered my questions. Not that it made a difference to me. He is so down to earth.
" I do not mind working" I told him. "In fact most times I enjoy it. I get to meet intersesting people. It lead me to where I am right now,with you,in this fanastic place."
We did not talk money at all. We talked about books. I told him I like romance novels and suspence. As far as movies go I did not like blood and gore.
" I love going out dancing."
We talked about music. He told me about his friends and the music they play.

The storm outside let up and the clouds moved on creating a spectacular sunset .
I ordered salmon for my dinner. The best I have ever had.
I was lost in our conversation, interupted only by the waiter.
I am liking Fred more and more. I am hoping he had the same feelings for me. I wanted to see what fun things we could share together. The night was still very young and I have no work tomorrow.
 
I spent our meal talking to her, getting to know her better, letting her know me better. As soon as we were not eating, our hands get together, and it was a delight to feel her swift little fingers in my strong hands. Her skin was so sweet , so smooth. And I loved to lost myself in her wonderful gaze.
I asked her about her modelling too, thinking about a few freinds of mine that could help her in this way, but without telling her yet.
As she spoke about going out to dance, I told her about the party of this evening, just a few minutes form here, on the beach. They were right now finishing the set-up, putting all the sound and light stuff in place. These were friends... I invited Deb to the party...
 
Each time gary touched my hand i felt a warmth go thru me. His fingers gently moved on my hand.
We talked a little about my modeling. " I have not done as much as I would like. As models go I am a little shoter then they would like." I told him about the jeans ad I did and how much fun I had on the beach. I have done a few makeup ads where they just needed my face. " I have not done any bathing suits" looking down at my chest " I am a little lite on top but not to bad in the rear" We both laughed at that.
Almost the whole time he kept his eyes on mine and me. His eyes are very captivating.
We were finishing the last of our meal and wine. Gary told me about a party on the beach and asked if I wanted to join him.
" A party, with a live band on the beach with you. It sounds great. I would love to join you."
 
After having paid the meal, we left for the beach. In the sunset, everything had soon get less wet. The storm did not lower the tmeprature too much and it'll be fine for a whole night out on the beach. . I passed my arm around her shoulder as we walk to the beach, pulling her body close to mine... We were still chatting and having a good time.
When coming on the sand, we took off our shoes and walked for a while along the shore, in order to join the party which was just beginning... "You're so pretty" did I whisper to her in her ear as we were getting closer. "I hope no one's gonna flirt with you tonight, I could be jealous..." Then we laughed cause it was said on the kidding tone.
We entered the party, which was not well crowded at the moment... I invited her to the bar and offered her a drink. We took our glasses and walked with them around...
 
The night air was still warm and steamy from the days heat and the recent shower.
We walked a few blocks. Our conversation continued on and we laughed at each others jokes. Fred placed his arm around my shoulders. His hand on my upper arm.I placed my arm around his waist We pulled each other closer. I thought to myself how good it felt.
We turned down another street,filled with little shops, bars and cafes. It was not very busy yet.
The street came to an end and Fred and I made our way onto the sand. We stopped long enough to remove our shoes.
The sand was wet fom the rain and cool. It felt so good on my feet. I could hear the waves breaking on shore. We walked ,with arms still around each other, to the waters edge. The cool water lapped at my feet.
I let my hold on Fred go and took a few step furter out into the water. Letting it rise to my knees. I turned to him and smiled saying, "it is a little chilly but feels good." I heard a wave breaking and ran back towards Fred before I got myself soaking wet again. My top and skirt had dried out from the rain.
I could see lights on the beach and a few people milling around. Some music was playing. As we moved closer Fred whispered into my ear, "You're so pretty."
I felt myself blush some. Looking into his eyes I said " Thank you....you are not to bad yourself." Then he said "I hope no one's gonna flirt with you tonight, I could be jealous..." I laughed at that. Then I thought about the way I was dressed. Real short skirt and a tank that should my stomach. I whispered back to him " I will only flirt with you tonight."
We ordered some drinks at the bar. I was in the mood for a mudslide, and they had the good stuff to make it with. I took a sip and it went down smooth as silk. Fred wiped my upper lip with his finger to remove the foam from it.
We walked around sipping our drinks. Already there were more people arriving. The stage was set up for a live band but for now some one was playing DJ. One of my favorite songs came on. " Lets dance Fred" i said placing my cup in the sand. I raised my hands above my head and swayed my body back and forth mouthing the words to the song......" Take those old records off the shelf....."
After the song was finished I took a long drink from my cup. I could feel the warmth of the night air on my whole body. I enjoyed watching him dance. " You move pretty well" I said.
We moved back to the bar for refills and then walked hand in hand. We walked to the waters edge. The sky above was filling with stars.I already could fell the effects of the wine and now mudslides. I wanted to keep that feeling but not go beyond it. The night was just beginning and I wanted to meet his friends. I wanted to swim in the moonlight. We stood there for a while. Looking out over the darkning water. Our arms around each other holding each other close. Fred asked me how I knew the older songs. I told him my parents were old hippies. He laughed at that.
 
It was so great to dance with her, and particularly to watch her dance, the moves of her body... That moment stayed engraved in my mind, I'll never forget it. Taking another drink, we went to the water again and sat there. She laughed with me at the sentence about her hippies parents. Well, that must be fun to live in a less standardized world than mine... Oh well, her laughter, her smile, she was so cute... As the laughter of us diminished, I lean towards her, my mouth comin very close to her... And I left my lips meet hers for a gentle kiss. I was holding her tight against me...
 
We sat quiet for a few minutes. The sound of the waves breaking in front of us. Behind us we could still hear the music ,but softly. We sat close together.
I turned my head to look at him and he already was looking my way.
He placed his hand behind my head,and drew our faces closer. All I could hear now was my blood rushing thru my body. His lips touched mine lightly. A warmth filled me head to toe. Our lips touched again. This time pressed together tighter. Holding each other close,we were almost kneeling now.
In the distance I could hear another of my favorite songs being played. This time a slow one. One we could dance close together to.
" Dance with me Fred" I whispered into his ear.
I stood up and held my hand out to him. He took my hand and stood next to me. We moved so the water was lapping at our ankles. I placed one arm around his shoulders. My other wrapped around his waist. Our bodies pressed together as we moved to the music. My face resting on his chest. I looked up and let my eyes gaze into his. My hand gently moving up and down the small of his back.
 
We began to dance in a few inches of water... it was a perfect moment, as I felt her body tight against mine. My strong arms were aroudnd her, one on the upper part of her back and one on the lower part, each of them gently caressing her soft skin. I loked down at her and lost myself in her gaze, and I leaned down for another kiss. I parted my lips and tried to move my tongue towards her mouth, passing between her so tasty lips and getting to meet her own tongue. I was holding her gently but tight, feeling her pressing on me. The music melt with the waves and it was like if I was in another world, there were only Deb and me, and we were dancing close to each other. My kiss became more passionate as my caressing hand moved lower on her lower back, to gently caress her butt through her skirt, cupping her in my palm.
 
Dancing so close. Like our bodies were one.
His hands also rubbing my back lightly. His lower hand on the bare skin of my back. So warm and gentel.
I looked up into his eyes and he lowered his mouth to mine again. We held each other even tighter. The tip of his tongue brushed my lips. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. I parted my lips and let my mouth open some. The tip of his tongue met mine. Turning my head some our lips pressed even tighter together. Our tongues dancing together from one mouth to the other. Our hands massaging each others back with more pressure. His hand slipped over the waistband of my skirt as he gently cupped the curve of my butt. My hand moved down to his. I felt my knees weaken as we held each other even tighter. His hand on my butt gently moving up and down. Each time I felt the hem of my skirt rise some.I knew it would not take much before his hand found my bare skin exsposed by my very brief silk bikini panties. Our bodies moving together, I could feel my nipples, very hard, pressing on my top. I could also feel him growing erect. The bulge rubbing against me. I swayed my hips so I could rub against him.
I think the song we bagan to dance to had ended. It does not matter.
 
I was feelin her against mine. Our clothes were so thin I even felt her nipples gettin harder, pointing out under the fabric. That arroused me, and I couldn't help any more to refrain the bulk growing in my pants. Waves of desires ran inside me. As my hand was caressing her rounded miniskirt, it lifted and I soon was runnin the tips of my fingers on her soft legs, just under the curve of her delicious butt. She now must feel my hardness growing, but I couldn't resist it.
Our kiss became more and more passionate.
I think that at the moment, the slow song stoppped and something funkier began... more people at the party? People to entertain? Oh nevermind, I was away, we were away, in another world, in our world. My hand on her upper back ran down too, and I found myself cupping her half exposed butt with both of them, feeling her sweet skin under my fingers.... I pressed myself towards her. Because of my tallness, my growing cock wasn't pressing her cunt but the part of her body between her top and her skirt ; it was throbbing in my pants and I began to feel myself kinda too much enclosed. I was hoping she had the same passion in her. At least she hadn't run away, so she probably didn't dislike my reaction to her body...
 
I could hear the music now more clearly. The amps turned up. We still danced our dance to our own music. There were also many more people now gathering around the stage and bar.
His fingertips touched the bare skin of the back of my thigh. I felt the bulge in his pants throb against my stomach. I let out a low maon as I felt a flow of warmth inside me. He let his other hand slide down my back. He placed one hand on each curve of my butt. I felt another surge of warmth flow. My panties felt damp.
I cupped his butt with my hands. We pressed our bodies together. I moved in a way that let my stomach slowly move up and down his bulge. His tongue slipped deep into my mouth.
My knees weakened even more. His hands held me up some but I could feel them bending as I slowly slid down.
I heard voices near by.
 
She was lowering herslef.... Being so close, I could feel her legs shake. I heard her moan despite the music because her mouth was so close to me. She seemed to react just like me. I was trying to help her up while cupping her butt but whatever I was doing I felt her slide slowly along my body, down... Oh God either she was fallin down in which case I had to take her firmer and get her out of here... But anyway she seemd very consious and willing of leeting her down. My hands were now on her lower back, no more on her butt, and I was wondering what I could do...
 
He tried to hold me up,but my knees gave way and sunk slightly in the wet sand. The water gently flowing over my lower legs.
His back was to the beach, mine to the breaking waves which caused the shallow flow of water around me.
Kneeling in front of him. Looking up into his eyes. My hands moved from his butt around to his hips. Moving across his lower stomach and upper thigh. I felt his body tense up. My hands met at his bulge. I let my hands come together keeping him between them. I could feel it throb at my touch.
The voices seem to be closer now. Male and female.
Then someone called out...."Fred...is that you?"
 
I saw her fall on her knees in front of me. The moves of her hands aroused me even more than I already was. My yock was thorbbing hard in my pants now. Her look up at me was really suggestive. And when her hands cupped my shaft I was living a dream. My hand ran through her soft hair, combing her....
"Fred...is that you?".... the voices oh Helen and Steve came from behind me, from the party...
"oh, hum, yeah, this is me....but...." Well, this was at the same time getting kinkier and more embrassing. How woudl they react? I knew they were quite open-minded, but I knew nothing about Deb's point of view on this... I looked down at her succulent face down there and asked her in a whisper "Mind if they come right now here?"
 
Hearing some one call out Fred's name made my whole body flush. My hands still cupping him thru his pants. Feeling him throb as he pushed against them his hand running thru my hair.
His voice was shakey when he said back to them "....it is me....."
All I could think was what they could see. I stood up as quick as I could using his body as a shield. I kept one hand rubbing him.
I looked around him and saw a couple walking towards us. What I could make out was a woman, tall and slender. She seemed to be wearing short shorts and a white blouse. He was taller than her and slender also.
Fred had not turned around to them yet. That blocked their view of my hand still massaging him. He whispered to me "Mind if they come here....?"
" I don,t mind if it is ok with you. I guess we will have to continue this later."
I was about to move my hand from him but he placed his on mine keeping it pressed on his bobbing erection. The look he gave me said something different.
I felt my body flush again, with excitement and nervousness.
The water around us was rising up ever so slowly.
 
I gently turned a bit towards them, a welcoming smile on my face. I made sure they saw Deb's hand on my pants as I was holding her close in my arms. "I wanted to introduce you Deb. " They smiled back, looking at us. Then I tunred my face to look at Deb again, feeling her body answer to mine "Deb, these are Helen and Steve, friends since a long time. We shared many things in those years..."
 
He kept my hand pressed against him. I could feel his throbbing increase.
The air around us was already steamy and I still could feel the heat of my flush rush thru my whole body.
As he introduced his friends to me I could see her gaze was on where my hand was. I went to move my hand to shake theirs but he did not let me. He wanted me to keep it there. I felt my nipples press hard against my top. He pulled me closer and cupped my ass thru my skirt with the other. He slowly moved his hips so my hand would rub harder on him.
I let my hand move on him. " We have shared many things...." he said to me.
I was not sure what he ment by that. The wildest thoughts went thru my mind. Their interest in what we were doing was clear in their eyes.
Thru his pants I held him tighter and rubbed up and down a little faster. Helen stood in front of Steve. His arms around her hips his fingers inching slowly down the front of her shorts.
Looking into Fred,s eyes. " Tell me, what things you have shared?" I asked.
 
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