Sweet coffee part 2.

“You look really tense, Mr.” She said softly, her sweet voice filling up my ears. “Why is it?” She asked, leaning towards me, as her hands reached my shoulders, causing me to sit straight.

 

“Uh.. ahm, I… I am…I’ve been working all day at the computer…” I achieved to answer, it was really hard. Her hands on my shoulders were already driving me crazy, sending electricity all over my body.

Camila’s slender fingers gently massaged my tensed shoulders, feeling each muscle and applying some strength, stroking them slowly. “Wow you’re so tight~ Mmmn Maybe you shouldn’t work too hard.” She said softly in a husky voice, her hands working out each muscle, I was about to scream, to go away and never come back but my body was static there, falling for her caresses.

She gently worked my muscles out; suddenly I let out a soft moan. “Oh my… hearth, please swallow me and spit me anywhere but here.” I begged to whoever the fuck was responsible of creating such a seductive woman as my trembling lips tried their best to keep my mouth shut.   “Hmgmm….”  I closed my eyes and tilted my head to the side, all the doubts I had in mind where in the verge of going away. The invitation was there

“Can you… tie my hair up?”            I asked, my voice coming through a little shakily, my neck was there waiting for her reddish lips, I was dying inside.

She nodded “As you wish, Mr.” And grabbed my hair, tidying it up in a messy bun, showing off my slender slightly long neck. 

She licked her lips and began massaging my shoulders again, this time a little bit harder, occasionally hearing my moans.

“I like your voice better off this way.” She mumbled right to my ear. “Your sexy moans…”

“I can see her chest bounce slightly, do you like this?” She questioned again. “Your moans are driving me crazy and I hadn’t started my real therapy.” She was sharing delicate kisses at the back of my right ear. “I’ve always noticed it, you know? She asked and I just hummed.

“Notice what?” I asked, confused all of sudden but succumbing to her kisses and massages.

“The way you looked at me…” Her kisses travelled down to my neck, kissing it tenderly, I could feel her warm tongue leaving wet marks all over it. “I knew you’ve been waiting this for so long.” Her teeth biting my neck-skin slowly, it would definitely leave a mark but at the moment I didn’t care.

I bit my lip lightly; her long slender fingers made their way down my arm reaching y chest, she played around a little bit, squeezing my tummy and then cupping my large breasts that have been taunting her these 2 weeks or so she said.

“They are so big…” Her husky voice hitting my wet neck skin, I gasped in surprise. Now her lips were kissing the right side of my neck, and her tongue licking it like if I was a fucking ice cream, her fucking breath did smelled like coffee, like the late I wouldn’t drink this evening.

“Mmn you know you’re so hot Mr… Always teasing me…  that innocent look on your face, which completely faded away when I showed you my breasts.”  She said her voice heavy with need.

“You… did it on purpose?” I asked, trembling voice, lips and even a shaky breathing. This girl was taking over my senses and my body. She kissed my soft milky neck, tasting my sweet skin, as she squeezed my breasts, again and again.

“Of course I did. I’ve been waiting since forever for you to ask me out.” She jokingly spoke as her lips trapped my earlobe, sucking it lightly. I moaned again. “A coffee, at least.”

“We… haven’t had coffee…” I mumbled, my head travelled backwards as my eyes shut down slowly, I gulped, tilting my head to the other side, allowing Camila a better access to my neck.

She grinned and softly bit my neck, sucking on my soft white skin as she squeezed my large breasts again, I could feel my nipples reacting to her touch, my core was wet already, throbbing and ready for what it was about to come, her hands were moving in circular motions as she massaged them, causing me to let out longer gaspy moans. 

“Oh…kid, that feels so good… I swear god.” Maybe she didn’t like it when I called her kid because her long fingers managed to find my erect nipples still covered in fabric, pinching them a little bit hard.

“Don’t call me Kid… Use my name or else, call me babe…” She commanded and I just hummed, my eyes got watery not because it hurt but because this was turning me on so much.

I gulped, feeling my womanhood pulsate in need, she let go of me and I whimpered a bit.

“Got it?”  She asked mischievously. “Answer me.” Her fingers were still pinching my nipples, twisting them. I wanted her to take out my clothes already, skin to skin what I was craving for. 

“I do…” I shortly answered, nodding repeatedly.

“Do what?” She bit my earlobe kinda hard and I whimpered.

“I do, babe… I do.” I repeated a couple of times, whining loudly.

“Good…” She finally said, licking my earlobe as if that was my reward. “You do want me don’t you babe.” She smirked towards my sensitive skin and I just nodded again, she was such a player.

“Stop teasing.” I begged, digging my nails into my thighs seeking for the will power I’ve lost many minutes ago.

“I aint teasing…” She giggled right to my ear, the tip of her nose caressing softly one of my cheeks as her lips got closer to mine. Her hands were still on my breasts, squeezing them. I let my mouth half open ready to receive hers when a “rrrrrrrrrrring” sound raised our concerns, we weren’t expecting that…. At all.

I opened my eyes; we looked so clumsy right now. My cellphone ringing and vibrating in my right pocket just when we were about to kiss each other and how I was expecting she mumbled. “Don’t…”

“I have to.” I said, sighing loudly. Her lips were kissing the right corner of my lips and I was about to drop everything when the ringing of my phone started to bother us again and a couple knocks on the door caught our attention as well.

She got away for me, walking to the door, so that she could see in between the rolling shutter, I answered my phone as well.

“Hello?” I tried to sound as natural as possible, coughing a little. It was my husband’s voice which filled my ears.

“Where are you?”

“Oh I just got out of work.” Liar.

“What have taken you so long?” He was using his sweet tone and I almost puked.

“Oh you’ll see darling, I was about to fuck a girl here at my favorite pretzel branch, but you interrupted us… Out of it, nothing.”  A good response, uh.

“Darling?” He asked again.

“Oh I needed to hand some paper work after tomorrow; and I didn’t want to have work to do at home so…”

 

“Oh I see sweety… Did I bother you? Kids are asking for you, you know they like you way more.”

I giggled nervously. “Ah yes… I’m the best you know, I’ll be there in a couple minutes.”

I saw how Camila was talking to the body guard, flirting as usual. I couldn’t believe my eyes, she was so sweet yet so seductive it seemed like a dream. I hang up the phone and took a sip of my late, which was now cold, I grinned but drank it anyway, chewing as well some pretzel bites. In a blink of an eye she was back, pouting and I felt like I needed to kiss her again and again, I was zoned out and she noticed it because she coughed a couple times.

“Errr, Mr…. We have to get going, we shouldn’t be here…” She explained as she got closer again, her lips a few inches from mine.

“Oh… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to…” I was cut off by her cherry lipstick lips which chafed mines tenderly, a really soft kiss which almost felt like a dream. “Shss…Tomorrow we will have time enough…”

“Tomorrow?” I asked and she nodded, playfully. She took the tray and went to the kitchen, coming back in a few minutes.

“Tomorrow, at the same place, same hour… We’ll have our cup of coffee.” She explained, fixing her hair as I did the same with mine, my clothes and my throbbing womanhood. “Will you come?” She asked, tilting her head.

“Of course.” I nodded, I didn’t mean to sound desperate but that was exactly how I sounded, she just giggled. I waited for her to get ready and walk her to the parking lot, she got into her car, waving and winking at me.

 

I was left there, in the middle of the parking lot, with my heart beating like crazy. Now I had the opportunity to decide whether I’d comeback or not. And even if my brain was still shouting “no no no don’t.” my heart and body wanted a whole different thing.