what might have been (for ciscoanon)

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hiya people, it's a new year and I'm back to perusing the board. So starting a new thread to celebrate.

this thread is set in a nice little restaurant, two people are at a nice quiet booth. They have just ordered and have been discussing popular culture and such......

here the tale opens.

 

[CiscoAncon]

ooc : why hi here ... it might take me a little bit to get back into things ... you must have sent a mental telegraph or something because it was by fluke I just happened to come here today

ic : We had been having a wonderful time, at first it was slightly awkward but soon we were chatting like old friends. Switching topics and swapping opinions. I had begun to feel the slightest buzz from the rum and coke and the decrease of adrenaline that had coursed my veins when I had picked her up. After we ordered, I sat back and lit a cigarette holding it up so that the smoke wouldn't hit her in the face.

 

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OOC *smile* well I was going to e-mail you but my mind has been moving in fairly slow motion.

IC

His eyes were an intense blue as we talked the smoke from his cigarette drifting lazily upward as we waited for our food to arrival. We talked about our monikers and how we had found literotica and time seemed to float on by as we talked.

 

[CiscoAncon]

What a blast she was. I have been having so much fun talking about pop culture and the icons ... I took a drag on my cigarette thankfull for the break it provided me in responding ... we had been talking about everything but what I wanted to know ... about her ... it seemed we continued the safe conversations ... with a hefty pull on my drink I decided to step over that 'safe' line ..

"So, what do you do after you deal with school and finish writing your naughty stories online?", I had placed a little more emphasis on the word 'naughty' looking at her and giving her a little grin.

 

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The question shouldn't have surprised me, yet for some reason it did. I took a drink from my glass phrasing my answer carefully. "Most of time I take a few minutes to bring myself back to the real world and it's not until I get ready for bed and have some quiet time to myself that I think about it again. If I'm really fiesty I'll fire up my lap top and work on a story. Most of time classwork has me swamped so that I only get a few respites to post throughout day and it's mostly dreamtime that inspires me."

 

[CiscoAncon]

"So, you don't go out ... you're a home body?" ...

and then it struck me "You get your story ideas from your dream? ... I've read some of your stories .... you must have a very active dream life!?!"

 

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OOC sorry for delay, been getting back into the swing of classes.

IC

I chuckle a little before replying, "There's not much to do where I am and I do manage to get out once in a while, but it's more to hang out with friends and have fun than bump and grind." I take a drink before continuing. "Yeah, I have a very rich and vivid imagination. It serves me well at night."

 

[Stephydcr]

new but eager to learn

two people wanting to talk about what they really went there for instead of small talk

 

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sidenote

there are two types of threads

multiplayer - where the addition of a new player is welcome/encouraged

Limited players - where the addition of a new player interupts/kills thread

Thanks for reading but your post doesn't really belong in this thread

 

[CiscoAncon]

That 'bump and grind' comment along with an 'active imagination at night' served well to stimulate the 'crossing of the line'

"So, you'd rather play with your imagination than bump and grind, huh?"

Almost on cue, the waitress appeared with our order just as I completed the question. We graciously accepted our meals, a slight hint of red coloured her cheeks.

We dismissed the waitress ... I played with my food staring at her ... waiting for an answer ....

"Well ...?"

 

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I shake my head a little as I try and decide how to answer in a way that would be honest and believable. There were just some things I doubted he would ever believe. My throat was dry and I smiled as I let my foot run along his leg.

"There is nothing wrong with a little fun. I love dancing, but my imagination doesn't dissapoint and it doesn't bother me during day. At least most of the time." I take a bite watching him, feeling out his response.

 

[CiscoAncon]

Her foot on my leg caused an immediate reaction and her answer didn't help as I watched her take a bite. I 'stelthily" adjust myself and cleared my throat taking a long drink.

"I wasn't suggesting it did ...give you trouble during the day ... it's just .. you seemed to put an emphasis on the night!"



Lunch went quickly and we had ordered a second round of drinks. My head felt a little warm and fuzzy with the combination of testosterone, adrenaline, and alcohol.

I glanced at my watch .. damn why doesn't time go by this fast at work ... what I had thought was an hour had been two, I was already an hour late back from lunch. Oh well, I'll tell them I had car trouble.

Her foot had slowly crept up my pant's leg. Another long drink.

I reached down ... grabbed her foot and raised it to my lap. Using my thumbs I rubbed along the underside .. massaging

"You don't mind do you? It seemed like you foot had been trying to get my attention all through lunch and I figured like every other foot in the world, it just wanted to be massaged!"

 

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First off I apologize for delay I have e-mail alerts and they don't seem to be cooperating lately.

now onward and upward it seems

I enjoy the meal amazed at how fast time was going. It was unfortunate that our time together would be limited. I could only imagine what a whole weekend would be like. His fingers had acquired my foot and I restrained a little purr as his fingers set to caress it.

My voice is slightly husky from his touch, the spicy food, and the drink as I murmur, "I'd only object if you stopped." I licked my lower lip slowly took a long drink and continued, wondering how far things would go while we were in the restaurant. "I simply meant that other things occupy my days. I simply don't have time to deal with a relationship. You know someone wanting to spend time with and so on." I bit my lip refraining from another purr. "Not that it wouldn't be nice to have someone to spend my free time with, it's just my time is at a premium. A guy would have to be either have a flexible schedule or figure that I'm worth the effort." I give a slow smile implying that I'm more than worth the effort.

 

[CiscoAncon]

I could tell she was really enjoying the foot rub. She slid a little lower in her seat pushing her foot forward so that the heel rested against my groin.

"You don't mind do you?" She asked with a sly grin.

"No, not at all" As I rubbed her foot she pushed against me applying a gentle pressure to my balls.

We had been so intent upon our 'conversation', we hadn't noticed the waitress standing there impatiently. Clearling her throat, she asked if we needed anything else. The foot quickly left my lap. I looked up at the waitress, a little red faced.

"No, I think I have all I need here...",She turned to leave, I quickly noticed our drinks were low, "...Actually, We could use a couple more drinks ... Why don't you put everything on a tab,"as I handed her my card,"and bring our drinks to the pool room!"

I looked across the table to see if there was any objection, I didn't notice any. I stood up, with drink in hand and proffered my other arm to help you out of the booth. I lead you to the poolroom and set my drink down on the table. I look at my watch noting the time. I definitely didn't want to end this 'lunch date' now that it was getting interesting.

"If you'll excuse me for a minute, there's a phone call I need to make!", I reach into my coat for my phone and walk towards the front of the restaurant ... lighting a cigarette. <Yeah a phone call ... my car problem has now turned into a car wreck ... I'm sure they'll buy that ... Oh well, what are they gonna do ... fire me? Whatever>

 

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He had suggested a friendly game of pool when I suggested meeting and here we were. I undid the top button on my shirt as I was getting warm. I glanced at my watch and hoped nobody was missing me as I took the time to chalk a cue stick and take a sip of my drink.

The room was pretty much empty, with just enough haze to remind me of how long it had been since I played. I went ahead and set up the table as I waited for his return. The lunch was turning into a lot of fun and I wished we had no time constraints. I took another drink and let out a soft sigh, talking another drink as he entered.

 

[CiscoAncon]

My phone call completed ... everything went as I expected .. now I was free to whatever I wished that is to say whatever she wished.

Walking back to the pool room, I noticed how empty the place was ... the servers were hovering around the bar ... talking amongst themselves ... it was like a calm before the storm because I knew this place was a madhouse of activity in the evening. Looking at the pool room, I stopped to watch as you bent over the table racking the balls, the hem of your skirt inching upwards exposing little by little of your silky skin.

Grining to myself, I walk in and put my phone back into my jacket.

"So, I'm off the hook for the rest of the afternoon ... how about you ... how long do I have the pleasure of your company?"

 

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I smiled, I tried to recall when I was supposed to be back, "Well, I'm supposed to go to the museum tonight. I think everyone is leaving about six or so." I wondered how long we'd have the place to ourselves. It was just past two now as I continued. "It's too bad we don't have the entire weekend to ourselves." I flash a smile as I notice where his eyes are lingering.

 

[CiscoAncon]

"The entire weekend ... huh", I leaned against the table and looked into her eyes,"I suppose it all depends on where our adventure takes us ... ", As far as I can remember, I have no other pressing plans

"So, are we going to play pool or what?"

 

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I smiled and handed him a pool stick and said, "Do you want to break or shall I?" I leaned against the table wondering how long we'd have the room to ourselves.

 

[CiscoAncon]

"Why don't you go ahead and break...", I look over at the bar and motion over the waitress.

The waitress comes over and I pull her to the side. She giggles a little as I give her specific instructions. You see, I've been coming to this place for a long time. Long enough in fact that I pretty much knew everyone here. Actually, the owner owed me a couple of favors so whenever I needed, I pretty much had the run of the place.

She went and talked to the bartender. He looked over at me, smiling and nodding.

I watched you bend over the table, definitely noticing that you had unbutton a couple buttons on your shirt. I licked my lips thinking about suckling on your breasts.

The waitress returned with a bottle of Cuervo, a bowl of limes, and a shaker of salt. Smiling as she backed out, sliding the heavy wood doors closed.

My attention snapped back to the table as I heard the crack of your break. Two stripes go into the corner pockets.

"So, I see you know what you're doing! Why don't we make the game a little more interesting? Let's say a shot for a shot ... for every ball made in a shot is taken but when a shot is missed the shot must be a body shot!?"

 

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I chuckle slightly, and hear the door snap shut. "If I didn't know better I'd think you were trying to get me drunk." I glance at the Tequila and shake my head slightly. "Can you believe I've never had Tequila?" I walk over and take the shot he's poured. "Let me think, it's drink, salt, then the lime right?" I lick the inside of my wrist tap some salt on it so it sticks and half smile as I prepare to down the shot.

 

[CiscoAncon]

You missed your next shot. Chuckling, you walk over to the table and ready yourself to take the shot.

"Whoa, Whoa there trigger .... You missed ... that mean you have to do a body shot!"

"What's a body shot?", you ask.

With an devilish grin, I chuckle. "You were serious, you've never done a tequila shot before? Okay ... Okay ... A body shot is ... well ... I guess the best way to explain it ... is to demonstrate it."

I take the lime from your hand and gently place it in your mouth, the fruity side out. I take the jigger of salt. "Now relax" ... I run my tongue along your neck and tap some salt on the wetness I left behind. "Now here's the hard part, you trust me don't you?"

You knod your head...I look down and unbutton another button on your shirt. Then,I take the shot from your hand and set it oh so carefully in your exposed clevage.

I look at you and ask "Are you ready?" ... You knod your head "Uh-huh"

I lean over and lick the salt from your neck and then bury my head in your cleavage. My lips wrap themselves around the shot ... I throw my head back and kill the shot. Taking the glass from my mouth, I pull your head towards me ... our lips lock and I suck the lime from your mouth.

After sucking all the juices from the lime, I remove the rind ... grinning ..."Now that's what I call a bodyshot!"

 

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I raise one eyebrow and half smile, "You don't exactly have the body for me to place the shot glass." My eyes scan down over you and I smile. "I can only think of using your belly button, unless I'm supposed to do it the way you did?" This game was getting interesting. "Besides I thought I had to do a shot for the balls I sunk?" My fingers slide idly up and down the cue stick as I watch you pour another shot for me.

 

[CiscoAncon]

I watch as her hands stroke the cue. I begin to notice that my pants are feeling a little bit tighter.

"Oh, no, no, no ... for every ball you make in I have to do a shot ... and vice versa .... and when you miss ... you do a body shot off of me!"

I finish pouring the shot and belt it back letting the liquid splash down my throat.

"Now, as to where you'd do the shot from ... well, generally, since a man usually doesn't have cleavage on which to put the shot ... it is either tucked into his waistband or ..." I sit down on a stool "...placed between his legs on a chair"

"So, I did my two shots ... I guess it is time for yours"

 

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I wrap my fingers around stick playing with it, letting hte hand slide down it as I lean it against the wall. There are some things good girls don't do and I was sure this was on that list. Which was why it was a good thing that I wasn't always a good girl. I smile, lick my wrist and apply the salt and plant the lime in your mouth. I slide one finger into your pants and slowly draw it from one side to the other.

"It seems to be a tight fit in there." I say, enjoying how you can't speak as I place the shot on the seat, kneel, lick the salt off my wrist and wrap my lips around the shot glass and down it. I feel my blood rushing to my face as I think how delightful it would be to drag my tongue up your chest to get the lime. I set the glass aside quickly as I pull you in close to me as I suck the lime from your lips. My hand idly slides down your back keeping your body close as I feel your reaction and I wonder how long this little game will last.