Flirt by Salty Vixen

I only wanted to kiss her scarlet lips and that would satisfy me for now. Would it quench the burning desire to fuck her that ached deep within my cunt? I didn’t know but I wanted to find out. Those full pouty lips caught my attention at the mall while I was sitting in the café sipping coffee.

I pressed my thighs together while sitting at my table, my dress slid up my thighs as I brushed them with a finger. My nail dug into my skin, I hardly noticed until I looked down at my leg noticing the red mark. The vixen across the way held my gaze. I would have given anything simply for her to kiss me. The more I thought about it the more my pussy ached.

My hand traveled further up my thigh, clenching my leg from anxiousness. I knew following her was wrong, but I gathered my notebook and followed her into the restaurant near the café. I took a seat at the bar. I scanned the room and saw no sign of her until she appeared from the bathroom.

Her long shapely legs mesmerized my thoughts as I straightened my skirt. The bartender glanced in my direction for a moment, I nodded and he came over.

“Can I get you something lady?”

“You can start with a rum and coke.” I handed him my credit card and continued to eye my lady. She took a seat at the bar a few stools away from me. The bartender rushed over to take her order before finishing mine. I couldn’t hear what they were saying. The music and lunchtime crowd drowned out their words but she glanced in my way.

The bartender smiled as he walked toward me, my drink finished. “The lady says this is on her.” His lighthearted tone freed my mind from the shock of his words. She glanced in my direction again, blowing a kiss at me, her full scarlet lips radiating a lustful feeling in my thighs. I squeezed my legs together and shifted them just enough to alleviate my desire. It didn’t help much.

The brunette girl stood up and headed towards me, a sparkle in her eyes. Sitting on the stool made me as tall as she was. Her figure was even more beautiful up close.

“My name’s Renée, I hope you didn’t mind me buying that drink but I couldn’t help feel you admiring me from afar.” Her voice was sweet.

“I’m Cheryl, nice to meet you. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—” Her lips pressed into mine firmly and my body warmed up instantly from the tingle that ran throughout.

“Wow, that was nice.”

“As nice as you expected Cheryl?”

“Certainly.” I caught myself smiling wider than I should have.

“You have a pretty smile.” She smiled and I felt myself blushing. She looked back at the bartender and ordered another drink. We sat in silence for a few minutes while she sipped her cup of coffee. My desire calmed down some as I let my mind wander to our surroundings. I watched Renée make small talk with the bartender. I didn’t see a ring on either of their hands.

She appeared single. I let her slip from my mind as I pulled out my notebook and continued to flip through sketches I made earlier for a client. I closed my eyes focusing on the thought of what the next ad should be like.

But when I opened my eyes, I saw my whirlpool bathtub filled with bubbles and accompanied by two champagne flutes. I looked around my bathroom. I was standing in the mirror. Renée stood behind me, her hands cupping my breasts and slowly caressing my stomach.

Her lips fell onto my neck and she had planted little kisses about my shoulders. Her hands moved to caress my arms and she pulled me closer to her, my ass feeling the heat from her wet pussy. I felt my own heat and wetness slowly dribble down my legs. In the mirror, I saw her slip a finger in my cunt driving it deeply into me, my muscles tightening around it. She slipped a second one in and thrust her hand deeper into me.

She touched my soul. I felt my skin tingle from her hot breath. My spine straightened and I leaned my head back onto her shoulders and she kissed, felt and fingered her way into my heart and soul. I glanced at the mirror, which had fogged now. Her tongue ran up my neck to the hairline and goose bumps appeared on my skin.

She continued to play with my nipples with one hand but the other moved from my pussy to around my hips, and then back to my thighs. I ached for her but didn’t speak a word of it. She said nothing either as her mouth started to kiss my waist and the small of my back. I felt her tongue slipping between the cheeks of my ass and then,

“Would you like to spend the day together Cheryl?”

My eyes opened and I was back in the restaurant with Renée, slumped in my chair. Her voice woke me from my dream.

“Yes, umm, lemme get my notebook and we’ll go.” I handed the bartender a five from my purse to which he smiled as he took it and let us go.

“Do you want to grab some champagne Cheryl? I haven’t had a good bottle in some time and I think sharing one with you would be a lovely way to spend our afternoon.”

I smiled at her with a wicked look in my eyes and nodded. She took my hand and led me off for what was surely to be quite the afternoon delight.