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Would You Like Ketchup With That?
Date: 6/25/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Reluctance, Author: mardare, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com
little at just how inappropriate they were. oOo “Fries, a diet pepsi, hold the ketchup,” she said, a hint of laughter in her voice, her smile as bright as always as she handed over my order. I began to think of these late evening meetings at the drive thru window as a clandestine date so secretive that not even she knew about it. It was a lovely fantasy, but nothing more than that. “Have a lovely evening,” she told me, sending me off with a playful wink that robbed me of the power of speech for a brief moment. “You too,” I finally managed, my cheeks warm even with the cool wind blowing through my still open window to cool them. I am not proud of it, but as soon as I got home I began a new ritual, one tied to my daily fast food run; I propped myself up on my pillows, unzipped my jeans, and slid my hand into my panties, unsurprised at how wet they’d become. After all, I’d been fantasizing about what I wanted to do to her, or what I wanted her to do to me, for the past five miles. My orgasm was intense, leaving me shaking and too rubber legged to stand without using my nightstand as a prop. Our ‘affair’ had just moved to a new level. When I was able to breathe normally again, I realized that it would be impossible not to call up this episode every time I heard her voice issuing form the speaker. I closed my eyes, imagining her popping her ‘p’s with her lips pursed around my clit. It was almost enough to make me come again. Closing my eyes, I simply moaned, falling back on the ...