To perk herself up, Jane ordered a drink with an umbrella in it. She remembered how her father looked in his uniform and it brought a brief smile to her face. “Is this seat taken?” She turned, expecting to find a man that was throwing her a line and hoping that she would grab onto the bait. Emily had no interest in sharing her innermost thoughts with anybody tonight. Rejection was going to be in this man’s future, until she saw him in his pressed uniform. He was a navy man, just like her father and she couldn’t stop staring at the way that uniform hung off of his delectable body.
“Um, is this seat...this seat.” For the first time in her life, she felt completely tongue tied and unable to form a complete thought.
His dark hair was pushed back and she could see that he was over 6 feet and had that kind of muscular body that you would find in the navy. She had seen her father train vigorously in their home gym in the basement. If he wasn’t there, he was on base doing his job and putting out fires.
“Bartender, could you bring us another one of these…what the hell is this? I think what you need is a real drink. This is never going to help you look at me with rose colored glasses.” Jeffrey had seen his fair share of conquests come and go, but this girl had something that had drawn him to her from across the room. There was a sadness in her eyes, but also this ember that seemed to need him to come along to fan it into a flame.
He noticed right away that she was very impressed with the fact that he was from the navy. It was pretty evident by the way that she was undressing him with her eyes. He had had women throw themselves at him, precisely for the reason that he was serving his country. This was different somehow and the only thing that mattered to him was what she would look like without her clothes on. He had a way of using psychology to his advantage. Jeffrey could look at anybody and practically tell their story from the moment that he met them. It didn’t take all that much for him to realize that she was suffering a very profound loss. Instead of giving her shoulder to cry on, he was going to do his level best to see, if he couldn’t put a smile on her face biblically speaking.
“I’m really not going to be much for company. You would be better off talking to any other girl.” She had finally found her voice, but that didn’t stop her from ogling the merchandise and wanting nothing more to sample it. “I think it would be best for all concerned that you turn around and walk the other way.” She was giving him a necessary exit strategy.
“I don’t think that you should be alone. What you really need is to get on this dance floor with me and show me your moves.” Jeffrey took her roughly by the elbow and forced the issue by dragging her onto the dance floor. He could see that she was not interested, but he wasn’t going to let that deter him.
“I really don’t like your attitude. You can’t just assume that a woman’s going to do what you want. If you don’t mind, I think that I’m going to return to my drink. If I were you, I would not try to pursue this matter any further.” She was wearing her big girl panties and laying down the law. Unfortunately, this did not seem to stop his advances. She felt his hand on the small of her back and the heat of his palm through the dress was more than enough to raise the temperature between her legs.
“I really don’t care if you like my attitude or not.” Jeffrey was finding her to be a challenge, but the one thing that he prided himself on was that he would never back down. This woman deserved a good fucking and he was damned and determined to make sure that he was the man for the job. “If you promise that you’ll dance with me for one song, then I’ll be happy to leave you alone.” This was his way of weaseling into her private space. She would think that she had a chance to deny him, but he knew how to play on a woman’s insecurities.
“If that’s what it takes to finally put this to bed… I mean…to get you to leave me alone, then I guess I have no choice.” Emily wanted to scream to her friend, but there was no sign of her in the vicinity. She was probably here somewhere, but the dance floor was packed and the music was, so loud that it felt like her head was going to explode. “Behave yourself and don’t try any funny stuff.” She put him on notice, but she did allow him to twirl her around the dance floor.
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Chapter two
Jeffrey knew that Emily had no interest in dancing. He had only pulled her on the dance floor to see how her body moved to the music. He could tell a lot from the way that she shook what her mama gave her. He watched her hips and could almost envision what it would be like to be in bed with her. How easily it would be to hold her down and fuck her with the large 8 inch snake in between his legs. The very idea was exciting him and he hoped that Emily had noticed. How could she not, especially with the way his pants were filling out in just the right way.
This was not the type of music that Emily would listen to in her own home. It had too much base and she was turning 30 and felt like her ears were going to explode. What made it palatable was the fact that Jeffrey was sliding his hands up and down her back. He was igniting those nerve endings and making her very self conscious about how her panties were probably soaking wet by now.
Her dress went down to almost her knees and for the first time in two months, she began to think of somebody besides her father. She enjoyed the attention, feeling his strong muscular body pressed up against her. It was not lost on her the fact that he was anxious. That was quite evident by the protrusion that was striking against her. She could easily see the length and thickness through his pants and had this need to see it up close and personal.
“Emily, you really do know how to move that body of yours. I wonder if you wouldn’t be interested to come back to my place and have a glass of wine. We can see what develops and maybe by morning, I’ll be making you breakfast in bed.” He knew that he only had one song to convince her. Jeffrey wasn’t going to get anywhere with this sexy little vixen, unless of course there was an inkling of anticipation and interest in her heart. He could see her chewing on her bottom lip, staring up at him and it was quite obvious that she wanted more than just this dance.
“Jeffrey, you are very presumptuous. I know that you’re probably used to having any woman that you want dripping off your shoulder. I’m not the type of girl that is easy to get into bed. If your intention was to fuck me, then you’re definitely barking up the wrong tree.” Her words had conviction, but underneath, she was turning to jelly and could barely stand without his arms around her for support.
In the cover of darkness, Jeffrey reached her and grabbed her ass, making her eyes go wide and giving him every indication that there was more here than what met the eye. He squeezed tightly, feeling those hard packed globes and then he gave them one hard swat.
“I’m going to take it, as a good sign that you’re not running away. You could easily pull out of my arms, go back to that drink and never know what could’ve been. Can you really stand there and tell me that you would not regret stepping outside your comfort zone? You won’t admit it to yourself, but you need this. It’s not the matter of what I need. It’s the matter of what you need to escape your thoughts. Use me, abuse me and then kick me to the curb in the morning. If that is what you want. You can turn my body in your own personal wonderland. I can be your toy…a very well sculpted and hard as a rock kind of play thing that you can have fun with for hours. Isn’t that what you dreamed of on Christmas morning when you were a teenager?” Jeffrey could see that he was getting to her and his words were raising the temperature between them. His tone of seduction was meant to melt her panties right off of her body.
She gasped, looking down between them and seeing that he had taken out his cock through the press pants of his navy uniform. She was the only one that could see it and then she did something that was against her character. She grabbed the bull by the horns; slipping her hands around his base and feeling it flex and throb within her fingertips.
“Jeffrey, I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know how you are convincing me to do this, but I hope you never stop. I like the feel of you a
nd if I had the courage, I would get down on my knees right here and give it a taste.” This made him jerk inside her hand, which only made her more determined to tease him to the point of explosion. “I think you knew from the moment that you approached me that I was powerless to resist you. I think you knew what kind of game you were playing. You’re playing with fire and if you’re not careful, you’re gonna get burned.” She felt a certain self confidence and now she was showing it in a more than platonic way.
“I would really like to see you do that. I dare you…no… I double dog dare you to take my cock into your mouth right here on the dance floor. You can make it quick, or you can make it slow. That’s entirely up to you.” He made a conscious effort to flex his more prominent muscle to give her the incentive to push herself beyond her own natural boundaries.
“I don’t know if I can do that.” Emily looked around and noticed that everybody was grinding against each other. Their eyes were closed and they were feeling the music and not paying attention to anything around them. In a moment that would live in infamy, she slithered down his body, sliding her tongue from the head of his cock all the way down the length of him. She came back up and did the same thing, keeping her body close, so that there was no possibility that anybody could realize what was going on.
“Emily, I can’t believe that you just did that. I don’t think that I’ve ever been hotter for a woman. I really don’t think that I’m going to be able to wait, until we get back to my place.” He grabbed her hand, digging his fingers into palm and making her wince slightly from the pain that she was feeling. He liked that she was easily manipulated. He also knew that she wouldn’t readily go along with any of this, unless something deep down inside was just waiting for someone to come along and give her permission to act naughty.
Emily didn’t know what she was doing; only that it felt good and she didn’t want to stop any time soon. She went into the women’s room and saw that there was only one woman at the sink. She was applying a fresh coat of lipstick. Emily walked over and placed her hands on the counter, breathing deeply and looking at herself in the mirror.
“Excuse me, but you look a little white. In fact, you are shaking like a leaf. What’s going on that’s got you, so rattled.” Mandy didn’t know her from Adam, but felt that there should be some kind of solidarity between women.
“I think I’m having…a panic attack. There’s a guy out there wearing a navy uniform. When you leave here, he’s gonna come in here and fuck me. I’ve never done something, so risky. I just don’t know if I have it in me.” She stared at her reflection and what she saw was not the meek and mild young woman that had come in here tonight. She was looking at a wanton woman, someone that desired the feel of Jeffrey’s cock in her hand.
“I don’t normally give advice, but I think that you should try everything in life at least once. You can’t tell me that you’re not excited about the prospect of him coming in here. Your nipples are hard, your chest is flushed and if I were to hazard a guess, I would say that your panties were already wet to the touch. Go for it. Don’t think about it and just grab that slice of heaven and see if you can put a smile on his face.” Just talking about this had Mandy ready to go out there and grab a young cub and take him home and show him what an older woman could do for him.
Mandy walked out and saw the man in uniform. She thought how lucky that woman in the bathroom was. She actually gave him a smirk and a wink of approval, before pushing the door open and motioning for him to enter.
“I believe that she’s ready for you. I’ve given her a little bit of advice and let me do the same thing for you. Just one look at you and I can tell that this means nothing more to you than sex. There’s a place and time for something like that. Normally, I would tell you to be patient, but I think that what she needs most of all is to feel overwhelmed and ready to do just about anything. Have fun and if you can, I would take it into one of the stalls, so that there is no way that you can be interrupted. Believe me, this is not my first time doing the exact same thing that the two of you are going to be doing.” Mandy walked by him, letting him get a whiff of her perfume and grazed his cheek with her black straight hair.
“Um, I’m not really sure how I’m supposed to respond to something like that. I’m not sure if thank you fits in this case.” He stared at the woman in the red spandex dress and before he realized what he was doing, he was pulling her in for a kiss. He liked to push the envelope and Jeffrey had no problem sharing the wealth. This woman did not fight him or show him any kind of disdain. She sank into the kiss and he started to regret his decision to pursue Emily.
When they separated, Mandy took his hand, put her face into his palm and licked in circles to make him look at her with surprise and wonder. “Damn, you really do know how irresistible you are. If I was the type of woman that wouldn’t care about somebody’s feelings, I would grab you myself and take you home for a night that will curl your toes. As it is, I believe that your time is better spent with that woman in there. Enjoy ourselves, but remember that a woman usually has her heart on her sleeve.” She walked away, knowing full well that the man in the navy uniform was staring at her ass. It was her best feature and she purposely put a little bit of a swing in her hips for more emphasis.
Jeffrey was staring open mouthed. He shook his head in disbelief that he had the possibility of being with that wild filly. He turned back to the bathroom door, putting his hand up against the cold wood and knowing that there was going to be a shift in temperature.
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Chapter three
Pushing open the door, he saw her standing at the counter. He could sense that she wanted to run screaming from this room with an outline of her body going through the door at a speed that didn’t seem possible. He went to her, wrapped his hands around her waist and nuzzled her neck. Jeffrey touched the nape of her neck with his long fingernails, while she leaned back against him.
“Jeffrey, this is, so wrong and yet, so right at the same time. I don’t normally go in for one night stands, but for you I think that I might just make an exception.” Her words were husky and she could barely get her breath, as her chest heaved against the dress that she was wearing. She felt the straps being pulled over her shoulders and then the feel of his lips touching her. If that wasn’t bad enough, his fingers were now playing havoc with her nipples. He was pulling them a little bit too much, but she could not deny the pleasurable feelings that were now enveloping her.
“You’re a woman of virtue and a sexuality that is craving for chance to run free. You may never have thought that you would be doing something like this, but I imagine that your fantasy life is ripe with nasty ideas like this. You may hide it from your friends and your family, but I think that there’s another you just waiting for me to unleash it from its chain.” He was grinding his pelvis against her healthy posterior. He loved the heat that the friction was causing between his legs.
Her body shivered to his touch, the Goosebumps appearing on her skin and making her putty in his hand. In an act of desperation, she reached underneath and dragged her panties down, until they were around her 4 inch heels. Swallowing hard, she used her two hands to hike up her dress. She was naked from the waist down. She heard the zipper of his pants and knew what was coming.
“Right now, I’m a woman that wants to get fucked. You have the tool for the job and you better do something with it, before I change my mind.” Emily knew that there was no way that she was going to change her mind. It didn’t matter that she could smell the remnants of other women’s perfume, or the fact that she was inside a public washroom.
“Emily, if you put yourself in my hands and trust me, then you’re going to have one of the best nights of your life.” With that last word, he punctuated with impaling her on the head of his cock. He looked down to see her lips shiny and wet over top of the head. He pulled out and saw that same wetness now covering his knob. Spitting into his hand, he worked it along his prominent member.
“Fuck�
��you’re such a tease and I love it. You’re a navy man coming to the rescue of a woman that has this need to be fulfilled. You should have known better than to stir the pot.” He could feel her honey pot hot to the touch and surrounding him in a baking oven that he couldn’t get enough of. Her insides were rippling along him and he lifted her chin and made her look at herself in the mirror.
“That is the real you. That is the woman that you’ve always wanted to be and was afraid to let her out. Look at her and tell me what you see.” He was fucking her slowly, letting her feel every single inch.
“I see a woman with desire and a man that has taken advantage of a woman that didn’t even know what she was capable of. I see…yes…a driven navy man, who… ah…likes to play psychological warfare with his conquests. I see a woman that is about to…CUMMMMMMM.” Emily held onto the black marble counter top. Her fingers digging into the surface, as he slammed into her over and over again. The first climax was enough to make her breathless and the way that she squeezed down on him was like she was trying to milk him for her reward.
The door opened and Emily saw a woman that was slightly inebriated stumbling over to the sink. She was an African American with a silver dress on that delectable body of hers. She didn’t even look at the couple scoring right beside her. She knew they were there, but this was not the first time that she had interrupted someone in the throes of ecstasy. She smiled in the mirror and then took her exit by stage left.
“Emily this is, so fucking hot, but I don’t think that I want to finish it. Normally, I would just have my way, give you what you wanted and then walk away. I don’t want to do that this time. I think that you deserve better than that. I still have that bottle of wine with both of our names on it.” He was surprised that he was able to pull away from an imminent orgasm of his own. He had stopped himself at the last second, pulling free and grabbing the base and squeezing to make sure that he didn’t go off.
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