The Coffee DateShifting the telescope to ground level, he aligned his sightline onto the shadowy, spandex-sheathed V between her legs; where, outside Starbucks on the concrete plaza below she was startled by a mysterious prickle of sexual desire. Magenta first-date lips curled as flirty creases formed around her eyes. Were her Lululemons too tight?Her I-phone
[PT. 2] COFFEE SHOP
Female’s P.O.V~He beams at me with lecherous eyes, as he rests his chin on my chest. “Please!” Seeing him react just the way I wanted, nervous and submissive, makes me happy.I admire him for a few seconds before leading him to the storage room.His moderate steps are so honest and obedient. He makes no fuss
COFFEE WITH JENNA WHILE OUR MEN ARE AWAY by CecilBCK
I am suffering withdrawal symptoms from a lack of sex. My vibrator is not quite the same as sex with a man or a woman. I promised my man I would not fuck any men in his absence. Then serendipity, Jenna, one of my lady friends phoned with a similar story, her man is away