I don’t recall exactly how the plan came about. Cole must have texted me during my shift, but I left work early. I met him at the Chimneysweep. I didn’t even bother to put my bra on. My outfit wasn’t what I would have worn had I known I was going to see him, but fuck it. My panties were cute and I smelled like a vacation.
He was way more sober than the night before. It had only been a night since I’d seen him and it felt like a week ago. I was already buzzed from the club, so I was fine with a one and done. I wanted to finish what we never really got to start the night before.
“You’re so much different tonight,” he said.
“I know. I wasn’t sure how you felt about me,” I told him.
“Silly girl,” he said. I love being called a girl by a tall man who’s younger than me. It’s hot.
“Let’s get out of here.”
I followed him home. The beginning is fuzzy, but the bulk of the next five and half hours are pretty clear in my mind. Holy fuckballs, so much fucking fun! We had sex, laughed, and wrestled. I could make out with him for years! He went down on me for a long time too. I got close a couple of times but couldn’t come. He’s good at the head, but I was on too much shit. He didn’t seem to mind.
“You taste so incredible.” He was sexy and complimentary. The sky was getting lighter.
“Is it getting light outside,” I asked.
“Shit.” I could see that he had poor window coverage and with the angle and window placement, I would get burned by the sun. On top of this, he slept on a double bed and there was still a faint lingering hint of puke in the air.
“You can stay,” he said as he spooned me tightly. He felt good, I’ll give him that. I stayed a while longer. I liked the way he touched me and pulled me in close.
“I gotta get going,” I said.
I got up and started to get dressed. I was about to tie my shoelaces when he got on his knees on the bed, naked, and with a stiff cock. “You shouldn’t leave now,” he said.
“You wanna fuck me one more time?” I asked with a devilish grin.
“Yes,” he said.
I took off all my bottom things and climbed on top of him. I rode him slowly while kissing him and holding the back of his neck.
“You are trouble,” he said just before he came.
I went to the bathroom to pee and wash my area. Now it was time to go home. “We’ll be in touch,” I said.
“You’re such a dude.”
“But I know you’re not that hard,” he said.
“I never said that I was.”
I drove home with a huge smile on my face.