EroticReverie

After my play time with Paul, leaving with a pussy full of cum and Paul begging me to tell whether or not I was still on birth control. I left him in torment and just shrugged as I walked out of the room. 

I clean myself up in the restroom of his practice and then give Linda the receptionist a sarcastic smile as I leave, earning me a scowl. Fuck you too Linda I think to myself as I leave, eyeing the very old man sitting in the waiting room, giving him a little wink before I walk out the door. 

If he could still get up, I was sure the old liver spotted stranger would definitely be thinking of me later today when he was all alone , rubbing his retired , geriatric cock. 

Paul blows up my phone the second Im out of the building, text after text even calling and I roll my eyes. 

"Men" I shake my head. 

You think they'd ask the important questions BEFORE blowing their load inside a girls cunt? But nope. Fuck first. Ask questions later. and that was a Paul problem. Not a me problem. Let him suffer. 

I get in my car, and treat myself to tasty little over priced drink at Starbucks and then drive to the park, where I sit , and watch the old couples power walk, the younger people bike and rollerblade, and the kids run and scream on the playground further away from where Im sitting. 

I hoped I never had kids. They seemed awful. Expensive , stupid till they werent, and then just ungrateful. If Paul knew a thing about me other than I was young and horny and willing to fuck him, he'd know I would never, ever, ever, let a man get me pregnant. And if by some evil fucking twist fate I did end up with one of those little mouth breathers inside me, thank god I lived in a blue state. 

I sip my drink as I look around, checking out the material. Wanting a new flavor on my plate. Wanting to give myself the challenge of finding a stranger and getting him to rail me. 

I cock my head at the man jogging with a fucking sweatband and fanny pack on. Potential. A lot of it. But something about him made me think my vagina probably wasnt going to get me very far with him, and that I was missing an important something between my legs to appeal to him. 

Ten minutes later, with a little bit of a luck, an old man sits down on the bench across from me on the little sidewalk, and he looks on the edge of seventy, and probably blowing dust out of his dick by now. But that didn't mean I couldn't do a little flirting.

He wasn't very tall, and not very fat. I missed Randy already and his big belly and hairy chest and back. This man at least had that. I gould see the grey wirey chest hair sticking out of the top of his little old man plaid button up shirt. It matched his grey stubbled and the the precious little comb over of hair that he had over his balding head to pretend he had more hair than he did. 

Yes, this would be fun. 

I wait till he notices me as he catches his breath, probably taking his daily doctor recommended walk to keep his heart in "Tip top shape", which doesnt take long. 

Holding my drink still, my straw in my lips, I bite it as I smile and lift my pinky and wave at wave at him. 

He gives me a friendly smile.

"Nice day innit' darlin?" he says and takes a look around at the trees and the clouds and the sun and squints and then looks back at me. 

"Sure is." I say uncross my legs, and his eyes go to them.

"It's a hot one." I say as I reach down to the hem of my dress, and lift it up and pretend fucking my legs with it, making sure it lifts enough that the old man has a chance to see the "darlin" sitting across from isnt a fucking darling, because she not wearing any panties. 

How good his eye sight is, who knows, but clearly its not that great as he sees what Im doing and has to pull out his glasses from his shirt pocket and slide them on after I've lowered my dress.

"Yeah, sure is hot." he says and I smile. 

"Yeah." I say as I lean back agaisnt the back of the bend and wait for the couple walking their two little yipping poms past me and my new friend. 

"What's your name darlin?" he asks and I smile. 

"Lexi" I say. "What's yours?" as I spread my legs just a little and catch my new friends newly decorated eyes, his head lowering just a bit to look at my knees as they part. 

"It's Alfred....Lexi, that's a pretty name." he says. 

"Thank you Alfred." I say and then look from side to side and then lift my dress a little higher up my thighs and spread my legs a little more, as I watch cute little old Alfred keep his eyes on the prize.

"It really is so hot isnt Alfred?" I ask and he looks up at me and I smile and bite my lip , setting my drink down on the bench, his eyes goes back down as I lift my dress, baring it all to him as I spread my legs wide apart. 

His bush grey eyebrows lift. 

"What are you doing over there darlin?" he asks and looks up at me and nods down to my bare pussy, and I look at him. 

"Making a new friend." I reply and he gives me a little smile. 

"Think im too old to be that kind of friend darlin..though if i were twenty er' forty years younger...that would be something id sure like to be friends with." he says and I slowly shut my legs and watch him lick his lips. 

"Dont have to do that now....never said i didnt like lookin" he says and I grin. A man roller blades past, surprising Alfred who jumps up in his seat slighty on the bench as if he forgot he was in a park with other people around. 

I get up, leaving my drink on the seat and Alfred lifts his chin to look at me. 

"Wow, you sure are a pretty little thing" he says and whistles and I smile. 

I fucking liked Alfred. He was cute. 

"You leavin me now girly?" he asks and I shake my head and walk over to his bench.

"Just wanted to sit next to my new friend." I say he turns slightly and looks at me. 

"I feel like youre pulling my chain here Le....." he struggles and already forgot my name.

"Lexi." I say.

"Lexi." he nods. 

"And not at all.....you're cute...I like you." I say and he gives a little laugh. 

"Now I now youre messin" he says. 

"That last man who had himself inside me Alfred, couldnt have been much younger than you." I tell him and his head jerks back and he blinks behind his glasses. 

"Oh boy." he says. "You some kind of prostitute?" he asks and I laugh. 

"No." I say. "I just like sex. With men. Older men." I say. 

"Youre kiddin me...there a hidden camera man round here?" he asks and looks around and I laugh. 

"Alfred." I say his name and he looks at me. I smile as I lean in. 

"When is that last time you touched a woman?" I ask. 

He lets out a sigh and shakes his head. 

"Dont even know how long it's been. Since Lenore passed ..what's that been now..." he says thinking to himself. 

"Eleven years or so." he says. 

"Sorry about your loss." I say and he gives me a little smile. I truly was sorry. Alfred seemed like a sweet old man. 

"I bet she was really pretty." I say and watch him smile fondly. 

"she sure was...even when we got our wrinkles...prettiest women I ever seen" he says and I smile. 

"I bet Lenore was really good to you wasnt she Alfred?" I ask as I reach over and place my hand on his leg. 

He looks down. 

"Oh yeah, yeah, she was good to me." he says and I watch him look disbelievingly as I slide my hand inside his thigh and up it slowly. 

"I could be good to you too." I tell him and he lets out a whoosh of breath. 

"Girly, you're fixin to make things that aint happened in years, happen if you keep touching an old man like that." he says. 

"What things....these things?" I ask, moving my hand over the mans lap, and cupping him between his legs and pushing my hand against him. 

"Oh!" he says. "Well..shit" he curses and I lean over and whisper. 

"I'd like to try to make those things happen for you Alfred." I tell him. 

"Think you're gonna give me a heart attack." he says. 

"Should I stop touching your cock then?" I whisper and grin at him when he looks at me.

"Where'd you come from?" he says in disbelief. 

"Think i've died and gone to heaven. Pretty thing like you touching on and old man like this." he says. 

"You're not that old...but I can show you heaven....if you want the one between my legs"