1. My Morning Routine - Take Me Like Your Coffee 2


    Date: 10/31/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: TakeMeLikeYourCoffee, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    fucked and me touching myself. For a second it made this experience of a long-distance threesome feel very real and even more exciting. As I was very close to final shudders, her head vanished, probably since they wondered off from the view, away from the cafe's window. This threw me off my rhythm completely. I fumbled with myself a little more in confusion, but soon I realised that there was no way I’d end up coming. Which was fine, by the way. I'd found the whole scene very satisfying anyway. My mug of untouched cold instant coffee still stood on the window-seat next to me. I looked at it in amazement, wondering why I even bothered making those coffees in the morning. I rarely enjoyed them and never drank the whole thing anyway. It was just a habit, I guess. After a few short minutes, the cafe's owner appeared again from the cafe’s door, just to let her lover out. I leaned to get a better look at who it was and I almost knocked out my cold coffee, spilling a little. By the time I cleaned up, the ginger stood there alone, looking straight at me. I didn’t quite expect that, but I held her gaze ...
    as she smiled a charming wide smile. She was actually quite pretty, with her braided ginger hair reflecting the morning sun. As she walked back in to complete her morning duties, she turned the ‘Opened’ sign and waved towards me. I guess I must have looked very confused as I waved back, but it did get the message. A few short minutes later I walked down to be her first customer and she made me a cup of delicious black coffee. As we chatted about this new type of ethical Mexican beans, neither of us mentioned what happened earlier on. I had a distinct feeling that I could smell the sex in the air, but then again that could have been my own hands. That morning I spent a few hours there and I did end up being late to work after all. Not that it was not worth it. *** On that morning two things changed. In my morning routine I swapped my barely drinkable instant coffee for a mug of freshly brewed long black made by Viki, my new ginger friend. Another thing that changed were the contents of my wank-bank, and as I found out later, her wank-bank changed too. But that is an another story altogether. o
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