Meeting In Coffee Shops
1017 Words
Mateo
"So this must be fate," I told Alice. I was using another pick-up line but I thought she would think it was funny. Which she did, because she laughed softly.
"I guess,"
"Want some coffee?"
"No, I'm good. I don't want to support this place anyway," I laughed.
"No luck with the job hunting, huh,"
"Nope," she smacked her lips together. I watched her lips intently. I wanted to bite them and taste them. I would savor them all night.
"So, what are you going to do now?"
"I'm not sure," she said. "I have one more job to look into but I'm not holding my breath."
"Well, hope you get it,"
"Me too,"
"So, I think we should take advantage of meeting again. How about you let me take you out?" She giggled and smiled. Her smile was contagious. I found myself smiling more than I ever have before.
"Fine, why not?" she replied.
"Perfect, tonight at seven," I told her.
"Meeting in coffee shops how modern of you," she stood up and left. I thought she had blown me off but she left her number on my napkin. I saved it on my phone quickly.
I texted her as soon as I got home and got out of the shower. She gave me her address and I picked her up and took her to a nice restaurant.
The minute I saw her, she took my breath away. She was wearing a short soft pink dress with a cut out above her left breast and a tiny slit on her left thigh. She looked timid and nervous. I walked up to her and led her back to my car.
"You look incredible," I told her.
"Thank you," she smiled.
At the restaurant, we both had steak, green beans, and mashed potatoes. We drank wine and talked more. She told me she used to live with her mother but now she lives with her two best friends. She didn't talk about herself mostly about the people in her life. She's been friends with her roommates, Ady and Lisa since she was nine. They all moved in together after high school and went to the same college together. Alice got very quiet after that so I started telling her about my life. I told her about living in London and having a brother. I told her about my mother and father, the one father. I didn't want to open up about my mother's love life and her choice to be with two men. Even if I didn't care and didn't see it as wrong, others usually did. We were having a great time. Once we finished eating, I began to drive her home. My hand was on the gearshift and her hand slowly found its way on top of mine. She caressed my hand and then slowly brought it to her thigh. She slid our hands up her thigh and pushed her dress upward.
"Alice," I said. "Don't start something you can't finish."
"Who says I can't finish it,"
"Alright, your place or mine?" I asked her.
"Definitely not mine," she answered. I thought about who would be at home right now. Even if I could make it past them I didn't want her to run into anyone in the morning. I took her to a hotel. She didn't ask questions or seemed to mind. We kissed during the elevator ride and continued as we made it to the penthouse suite.
"I've been wanting to take this little dress off of you all night,"
"Do it," I unzipped her dress and then pulled it down her body. I kissed the top of her breasts and made my way down her stomach. I kissed her inner thigh and then the other side. I made my way back to her lips. Her kiss was fierce but soft. Her lips felt good on mine. We moved closer to the wall. I turned her around and ripped her panties off. I took off my jeans as I used one hand to work her p***y. I wanted to make her wet for me. She moaned and that drove me crazy. I slid into her and she inched up on her tippy toes. Her hands slammed on the wall in front of her. I pulled her hair and yanked her head back. I kissed her lips passionately.
"Tell me you like it,"
"I love it,"
"f**k, Alice, you feel so good," I put my hand on her lower back and bent her over. She arched her back and I pounded into her.
"Harder!" she yelled. Alice was moaning uncontrollably. She was driving me crazy. I felt my release coming so I slid out of her. She fell to her knees and began to suck my c**k until I came into her mouth.
"f**k!" I groaned. I wasn't expecting her to do that.
"You taste delicious," she grinned. I helped her up and kissed her once more.
"Want to stay for dessert?" I asked. She nodded. I ordered room service. They brought up some chocolate chip ice cream. We took turns eating it off of each other.
Later that night, we fell asleep on the big king-size bed. Alice was different then the other girls I had been with. She was wild and confident. She was sexy and bold.
The next morning, I woke up and she was gone. I was sort of surprised. I texted her and set up another coffee meet-up. I drove back home after a shower and told my parents I was ready to move out.
"Why the sudden urge to move out?" my father asked.
"I bet I know," Nathan, my other father said.
"I bet you do," my mother replied to him. He went over and kissed her temple. She went over and sat on my father's lap. Watching these three was just as amusing as it was complicated. They were sweet and loving. It did look nice but I personally didn't know how they did it. How did they all stay so cool about this sharing thing?
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