EroticReverie

 All through lunch , I found myself squirming in my seat the way he looked at me from across the table. Peering over his coffee mug, grinning with each bite he took of his food.

“So…..what made you make a move?” I asked setting my fork down on my empty plate and pushing it to the side. 

He smiled as he set down his mug and put his elbows on the table and his hands forward, clasping them as if we were about to have  a very intense conversation.

“It’s been about six months since I’ve been home….I’ve been dying to make a move from day one…” he said.

I lean back in my chair and eye him suspiciously. 

“So why did you wait six months?” I ask crossing my arms, and I see him give a slight eyebrow raise, at the way my arms act a shelf for my tits to lay on. 

Then he looks up at me. “honestly, I thought you couldn’t stand me.” he laughs.

“I couldn’t….still can’t” I tease. 

He nods and laughs. “Yeah….that was made clear when you came on my mouth” 

I gasp quietly and my eyes widen and I look around to make sure nobody heard him. I give his leg a little kick under the table.

“Shut up” I whisper.

He looks around too laughing and then back at me. 

“So why couldn’t you stand me?” he asks now sitting up, mimicking my position with his arms crossed. So I mimic his and lean forward with my elbows and hands on the table, and lace my fingers together. 

“Because you were a know it all, pompous asshole” I say. “Kinda still are.” 

This makes him laugh harder. 

“You don’t like smart men?” he asks.

I give him a look. “Yes. I do. But you often brag a bit too much” I said.

He shrugged. “And I won’t stop bragging. Because I AM smart. Very smart and I studied hard to be smart, and still do. So I’ll brag about it, because I deserve to.” he said. He wasn’t defensive. Just cocky, or maybe just confident, either way it somehow still irritated me.

“It drives me insane” I said. 

He smirked. “Good.” 

I gave a little snarl and he laughed. 

“I like pissing you off.” he said leaning back over the table now, us both leaning with our elbows and hands on the table. 

“Well. You do a wonderful job at it” I quipped and gave a roll of my eyes.

He smirked. “I also like when you roll your eyes at me.” he said.

I gave him a look of confusion. “You do?” 

He nodded slowly and I watched him rub his hands together slowly. 

“Why?” I asked.

He leaned further over. “Because it’s a sassy, bratty little thing to do. And I imagine bending you over and spanking you everytime you do it.” he said quietly.

I felt my bare pussy between my legs start to ache. I squirmed slightly in my seat and swallowed hard. 

He grinned. “Does that sound like something you’d like  me to do?”

“Spanking?” I asked.

He nodded. 

I nodded as well.

“So I have permission to spank you when you’re being a brat?” His grin grew wider and he licked his lips.

“You mean like, when we’re alone?” I asked.

“Well….yes….but if we’re not alone….I’ll take you somewhere private and do it…or wait till I get you alone later.” he said. 

I nodded. 

He smiled. “Well then, you have a spanking coming to you later for that eye roll you just gave me a moment ago.” he said. 

I felt myself inhale deeply and I bit my lip staring back at him.

“Are you wet?” he whispered. 

We both looked up, and I sat up straight as the waiter came to take my plate. 

I smiled politely as she took it, his eyes never leaving me and as I turned back to him, he was smirking.

“Well?” he asked. “Are you?” he was still leaning over the table. 

I looked around at the other people, wondering if anyone was having these kinds of conversations in public during their lunch hour. I looked back at him and nodded and gave a quiet “Yes”

I heard a low growl come from him.

“Show me.” he said. 

I glared at him. “absolutely not” I said.

He laughed and then became more serious again.

“Put your hand up your dress….” he said licking his lips. “Between those thighs I adore….” he grinned. “And put one of those pretty fingers inside yourself…”

My eye widened a little and I looked around and sat up.

“Stop fucking around” I whispered.

“Oh..I’m not fucking around…I’m dead serious….” he grinned and whispered again. “And my cock is hard, and I want to see your finger come out of your dress nice and wet” 

“Jackson!” I exclaimed in a hush.

He grinned. “Please?” he asked his eyes begging for it.

I couldn’t believe this morning I hadn’t so much as kissed the guy, and now I was contemplating putting my finger inside myself in public to please him. I wanted to please him. 

“I can’t” I said. 

“There’s a bathroom in the back….” he tossed his head to the side. “You can do i in there if you want.” 

I turned my head and looked at the back through the crowded restaurant. 

I cleared my throat and blushed a little as I smoothed out my dress and pushed my chair back a little. Jackson smiling as I rose and placed my purse on my shoulder and walked through the restaurant to the bathroom.

My skin was heating, and he had me so turned on. I had wanted to do it at the table, the idea of fingering myself for him under the table was hot, but I wasn’t that adventurous just yet. I pushed into the ladies room, and walked to one of the stalls straight ahead, as I turned to close the door, I saw Jackson coming in and quickly shutting the door behind him.

“Jackson!” I said running back across the bathroom.

“Stop!” I said as he turned the lock on the door.

“Someone is going to try to come in!” I said.

But he took my dress and lifted it, bunching it my waist quickly as he held me to him grinning.

“Jackson! I’m serious!” I said and then I yelped. He had lifted his hand and brought it down on my bare ass. 

He grinned. “Jackson “ I said quietly now. 

He backed me up as he put his mouth to mine and then took hold of my waist and lifted me up onto the bathroom counter, I could feel water on the counter wetting parts of my dress. But I didnt care as he spread my legs and I felt his hand go up my dress as we kissed harder, his finger pushing past my lips, rubbing my clit. I scooted myself forward, my ass on the edge and felt his finger slide up into me. 

I gasped into his mouth. 

“MmmAudrey” he mumbled all one word.

He moved his finger in and out. Surely he knew how wet I was , I could feel myself soaking his finger, and then another as he put a second in. I moaned and kissed him harder. 

“So wet.” he groaned against my mouth. 

“Jackson…take me back to your place…” I moaned. “Take me back and fuck me”

I finally said it. What i’ve been wanting, and what i’ve been denying that I want. 

He grinned and slid his fingers out of me.

“god I want to fuck you right here…right now..” he groaned and pulled me into him as he stood between my legs, I could feel the dampness of my cunt on his fingers as he held me by the back of my neck and his tongue pushed against mine and we panted. 

A pounding at the bathroom door. “You two can’t be in there together” they pounded a second time. “Come on…none of that stuff here” they said through the door.

Jackson was laughing and I had gasped but was giggling.

“Out.Now” the voice said. 

Jackson kissed me, and then bent down, spreading my legs further as he dragged his tongue up my pussy. I quivered.

“J-Jackson we have to…” I started, but his tongue licked again, and again, and then his fingers were inside me again, and his mouth on my clit, sucking, licking.

“One second!” I squealed as the person called out again for us to get out. 

I grabbed my fingers in his hair. “J-Jackson..s-stop” I moaned as he continued and I felt his fingers curl inside me. I let out a moan and gasped as his tongue worked quickly over my clit.

I slammed my other hand on the bathroom counter and drowned out the pounding on the bathroom door as his fingers fucked me, I could feel my pussy tightening around his fingers, and listened to him groan as he licked me. 

“Jackson…were…gonna…get…in…trouble” I managed to get out as he kept at it. I tried to push his head away but he came right back, with his fingers never leaving me and turned his head slightly and licked at my clit.

More pounding at the door.

“That’s enough!” the voice said as I squealed.

“shit!” I gasped. “Oh my god…Jackson…no.” I whimpered he had me so close to cumming. 

“Get the keys” the voice said on the other side of the door.

“Jackson…you have to…st…st..op” I panted and looked down at his face between my legs, I lifted my dress higher, to see him better.

“Which one is it?” we heard the voice on the other side of the door say as the keys jingled. 

I pushed myself up to make him stop, he had to stop, they had the keys. He was going to stop wasn’t he?

“Cum Audrey” he said quickly and put his tongue back to my clit, his fingers pumping in and out of me. I squealed again. Moaning loudly. 

“my godddd” I moaned biting my lip trying to cum , wanting to cum, he made me feel so sexy acting like this, acting like he needed me to cum, even if it meant strangers were about to open the door and find him with his face between my legs. 

“cum baby” he groaned. 

My mouth parted and I closed my eyes, my legs shaking as he groaned into my cunt. Baby. He called me baby. That’s what sent me over. I moaned out loudly, trying not to, but not being able to help it as his fingers coaxed my g spot and his tongue moved over my clit. 

“mmmmyes” he groaned, licking me, again and again as I shook and trembled, feeling the adrenaline surge through me, the orgasm take over as my body tensed, and my pussy tightened around his fingers with each spasm. 

“mmfuck” he groaned and then stopped quickly and lifted me down of the counter, I stumbled slightly and he let out a slight laugh. I could barely stand from my orgasm. He took money out of his wallet, grabbed my hand , unlocked the door and I followed him covering my face as the four employees on the other side of the door looked at us in shock as the door opened and we hurried out past them, a few business guys giving Jackson a sneaky thumbs up with their hands low to the table, as to not piss off the waitresses and manager that were following us quickly. Jackson threw the money on the table, which was far more than our bill, and pulled me through the door, my legs were like jello. But I managed to make it out. Jackson was laughing, I was laughing and panting, and looking at the employees as they came out the door.

“Dont come back here!” the manager yelled. But one of the employee girls seemed to be taken by Jackson as he just winked at her and then picked me up over his shoulder and ran to the lot at the end of the street where we parked. I laughed, holding my hand back on my ass, to keep my dress down, and my pussy and ass from flashing the entire street. 

Jackson panted as he set me down next to his car in the parking , his car was parked facing the side of the building. Right up against it. He pinned me against his car and lifted my legs, and we were making out again. And again, I could taste myself on him.  I threw my arms around his neck and squeezed my legs tight as could, with them still feeling so weak. 

“I really didnt wake up thinking this is how my day would go” I said. 

He laughed and kissed me and then set me down and his hands on my waist. 

“Really? Is that why you wore my favorite dress?” He raised an eyebrow. I blushed.

“That’s why I decided to make the move by the way…I assumed you wanted to attract me to you…” he smiled. 

“I wasn’t a hundred percent sure…cause there was no red lipstick..” he said. 

I looked down. “I didnt wanna be TOO obvious” I laughed and looked up. He grabbed my chin and kissed me. 

“Hope that wasn’t a favorite restaurant of yours or anything” he grinned.

“No” I laughed. 

He opened the door to his car and let me in. 

“Get in, before I take you right here in this parking lot.” he teased and I sat down.

He walked around and got into the drivers side and started his car, looking over to me. 

“Time to get back to work”