I swear I’m in need of a brain transplant or something.
Just before Christmas, I bought a bottle of Hornitos for the married man that I’ve
written about several times. Well, a few weeks ago I texted him saying that I
have a bottle of Hornitos that I wanted to give him for Christmas. It took a
few texts over the past few weeks to arrange it. We finally agreed for last
night at 9. I’d meet him outside towards the back entrance; thought it would be
best because nobody needed to know why I was bringing just him a bottle of
alcohol.
I ended up having to work for a little bit. As I was on
my way over, I realized that I would be cutting it close in the time that I was
supposed to meet him due to the fact that I had just left work. I didn’t get a
response so I booked it there and parked. Once I got there, I parked and texted
him to let him know where my car was. He said ok.
He came out about 10 minutes later, gave me a hug and a
kiss on the cheek. The kiss on the cheek was a little bit of a surprise because
the last time we saw each other, he didn’t do it. We were talking a little bit
but I just couldn’t say things that made sense.
“I’m sorry. I just can’t speak when you’re around” I said.
“Why? I’m like everyone else” he said.
“You have no idea the power you hold over from me,” I reply.
He gets in my car and pulls out his dick. I get in and
start sucking him. He gets so hard so fast for me. Not too long after I start
sucking him, he started pushing his hips up and held my head where it was. I had
to stop a few times because I have bad gag reflexes. At one point I stopped for
almost a second, apologized and apologized, explaining that it was me and not
him; he’s perfect and that I suck at sucking. He asked if I had condoms with me
and I said yes. He grabbed one out of my purse and walked as I followed with my
car.
Once I parked I followed him to the dumpsters. Once I
found him, he pushed me up against a fence and stripped his pants off and I followed
suit. He saw the tat on my pussy and muttered “Fuck!” as he rammed his hard
cock into my dripping wet pussy. I did my best to NOT scream; didn’t want to
bring attention to us. He pounded into my pussy until I came three times.
“God, baby, I love how responsive you are. I can’t get
enough of you,” he said as I came for the third time. “Lean over that rock”
“You have some kinda power over me, babe. No one can make
me cum like you can,” I say as I lean over the rock.
Seconds later, I feel his cock enter my tight ass. I
nearly scream in pleasure and he groans. I can tell that he’s close to his
climax.
“Good God, baby,” he moans. “Your pussy is always
dripping for me and I love it but I love how your tight ass clenches around my
cock. Yeah, baby. Just like that!”
I couldn’t form any words because seconds later we came
together. He stayed hard inside me as we were catching our breath. He slowly
eases out of my ass, puts his pants back on and hands me mine. He keeps an eye
on me as I put my pants back on – he knows I’m a little unsteady on my feet
after we have sex.
“Hey, babe. Gotta get back to work,” he said as he kisses
me. “Give me a minute than head on out.”
“Ok, mi amor,” I said as I kissed him back. “Buenos
noches.”
I gave him close to 5 minutes before I left the
dumpsters. As I got to my car, I saw him with the bottle of Hornitos talking
with his brother. When I drove past, the brother recognized me and gave me a
wink. My married man saw it and punched his brother.
After I got home, I was thinking about how I get myself
into situations like that. The problem is that when I’m near him, my heart
stops beating, I can’t breathe and I can’t think……it’s like my body shorts a
fuse or something. I called one of my best friends and she listened to what
happened. She wishes I stay away from him but she knows that there’s something
between us. I didn’t tell her that I texted him stating how I felt a few weeks
ago.
Even now, two days after the fact, I still can’t believe I
fucked him near where he works.
