hurricane happening in that alleyway. The force of it radiated from my body. He continued to thrust into me as I soaked the front of his pants with my juices.
He continued giving me what I wanted. He was like an animal, pounding me with hard fast strokes. I let him take me, and he took me to new heights of pleasure.
Another orgasm ripped through my body. As I started to scream into his shoulder I felt his body start to shake. He thrust his way into my body and held his position as the cum surged out of his body.
It took us several minutes to recover from the encounter. I straightened my dress, but couldn’t find my thong anywhere. I looked through the alley until I realized that it had been kicked into a pile of rotting food.
“Do you want me to get it for you?” My gentleman asked.
“ No, I don’t think I want it anymore.”
“ Do you want me to take you home?” He asked.
I smiled at him, it was my flirtiest grin. “Only if you come with me.”
He moaned again. “Of course, love. I would love to see you’re flat. I’m warning you however, that you may not get any sleep tonight.” He told me.
“ What’s a flat?” I asked him
“ An apartment, darling.” He laughed at me again. It was the same gentle laughter he had always used with me. That gentle laughter let me know that he was amused by my confusion but that he didn’t think that I was dumb for not knowing about the language that he spoke.
They say that we both speak English, but the truth is that Americans and British use entirely different words. It shocked me about how differently we talked. I felt like an idiot a lot, but I was also learning a lot. I appreciated the chance to learn about how he lived, and the words that he used.
**
I didn’t know how he would respond when he saw my place, but his eyes sparked at the sight of my place. “This is a lovely place.” He told me.
“It’s nothing fancy,” I admitted. “But it’s a roof over my head.”
“ It’s amazing. Who decorated for you?” He felt like he had to ask.
I looked at him like he was crazy. “I can’t afford to hire someone to decorate for me. I did this myself.”
He turned and kissed me. “I would love to see the rest of the place, especially the bedroom.” His eyes twinkled with suggestion.
I decided to tease him a little. “Let me give you the grand tour. This is my living room; it’s where I do most of my living. Here is my couch.” I reached over to pat the couch. I felt like a fool, but for some reason I was nervous about this situation. This was the first time he had been in my home and it was so modest compared to the fancy hotel he was staying in. I didn’t know how much he would like my place so instead I focused on talking about my amazing couch. “I do a lot of work here in the living room. I sit over there with my laptop.”
He walked up next to me and pretended to be in awe over the couch. “It is quite lovely.” He then walked over to my easy chair, “but I like this chair more.”
“ I also work in the bedroom a lot.”
“ I can’t wait to see that.” He winked at me.
My mind raced over the dirty clothes on my bedroom floor and I changed the subject. “I love this couch.” I was being honest about it. “Not only does it look good, it is extremely comfortable.” For some reason my mind wandered to when I found the couch used at a small second-hand shop. It had looked brand new, but was actually within my budget. I couldn’t tell him about that though.
He sidled up to me as I was talking. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and leaned over to whisper into my ear. “Mimi, if we don’t get to the bedroom soon, I’m going to take you right here.”
“ Ohhh,” I responded to his honestly. “I might have to take you up on that.”
He bent me over the end of the couch and took me right there. I loved every second of it. I let him take control, just like he had every time we made love. I was still in my dirty dress,
He continued giving me what I wanted. He was like an animal, pounding me with hard fast strokes. I let him take me, and he took me to new heights of pleasure.
Another orgasm ripped through my body. As I started to scream into his shoulder I felt his body start to shake. He thrust his way into my body and held his position as the cum surged out of his body.
It took us several minutes to recover from the encounter. I straightened my dress, but couldn’t find my thong anywhere. I looked through the alley until I realized that it had been kicked into a pile of rotting food.
“Do you want me to get it for you?” My gentleman asked.
“ No, I don’t think I want it anymore.”
“ Do you want me to take you home?” He asked.
I smiled at him, it was my flirtiest grin. “Only if you come with me.”
He moaned again. “Of course, love. I would love to see you’re flat. I’m warning you however, that you may not get any sleep tonight.” He told me.
“ What’s a flat?” I asked him
“ An apartment, darling.” He laughed at me again. It was the same gentle laughter he had always used with me. That gentle laughter let me know that he was amused by my confusion but that he didn’t think that I was dumb for not knowing about the language that he spoke.
They say that we both speak English, but the truth is that Americans and British use entirely different words. It shocked me about how differently we talked. I felt like an idiot a lot, but I was also learning a lot. I appreciated the chance to learn about how he lived, and the words that he used.
**
I didn’t know how he would respond when he saw my place, but his eyes sparked at the sight of my place. “This is a lovely place.” He told me.
“It’s nothing fancy,” I admitted. “But it’s a roof over my head.”
“ It’s amazing. Who decorated for you?” He felt like he had to ask.
I looked at him like he was crazy. “I can’t afford to hire someone to decorate for me. I did this myself.”
He turned and kissed me. “I would love to see the rest of the place, especially the bedroom.” His eyes twinkled with suggestion.
I decided to tease him a little. “Let me give you the grand tour. This is my living room; it’s where I do most of my living. Here is my couch.” I reached over to pat the couch. I felt like a fool, but for some reason I was nervous about this situation. This was the first time he had been in my home and it was so modest compared to the fancy hotel he was staying in. I didn’t know how much he would like my place so instead I focused on talking about my amazing couch. “I do a lot of work here in the living room. I sit over there with my laptop.”
He walked up next to me and pretended to be in awe over the couch. “It is quite lovely.” He then walked over to my easy chair, “but I like this chair more.”
“ I also work in the bedroom a lot.”
“ I can’t wait to see that.” He winked at me.
My mind raced over the dirty clothes on my bedroom floor and I changed the subject. “I love this couch.” I was being honest about it. “Not only does it look good, it is extremely comfortable.” For some reason my mind wandered to when I found the couch used at a small second-hand shop. It had looked brand new, but was actually within my budget. I couldn’t tell him about that though.
He sidled up to me as I was talking. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and leaned over to whisper into my ear. “Mimi, if we don’t get to the bedroom soon, I’m going to take you right here.”
“ Ohhh,” I responded to his honestly. “I might have to take you up on that.”
He bent me over the end of the couch and took me right there. I loved every second of it. I let him take control, just like he had every time we made love. I was still in my dirty dress,
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