Labor Day

“I haven’t done that since high school,” I said, and it was true. It was Sunday night and he and I decided to meet for dinner. Kitty is thoroughly enjoying the single life and going out for dinner with friends and dates is just part of the fun. We sat at the bar and chatted for a bit. It seemed comfortable to me. I was starving so we got a table and talked some more over dinner. It was hard for me to tell where his head was. Was he into me? Our conversation was safe and platonic until he mentioned my blog. He started asking a few questions. I’m more than happy to answer questions but the conversation began to cross over the line into friendship.

We finished dinner then dessert and coffee and made our way out to my car. He gave me a peck on the lips. “That was nice,” I thought to myself. And then he said something. I had turned away so I didn’t quite hear him. “Is that it?” he repeated. “What else do you want?” I asked as I thought to myself “this guy wants a blow job. He kissed me more passionately and pulled my hand toward his cock. “Rub my balls,” he said. I tried but it was still daylight and Kitty just wasn’t feeling it yet. I’m used to some notice. I’m used to some planning but I like him and I wanted to make him happy.

“Come in the car,” he said. We got into my car but I just couldn’t get comfortable. We kissed. His tongue touched my tongue and I wanted him. He pulled his pants down and I began to stroke him. “Does that feel good?” I asked. He nodded his head. I stroked then he stroked while I played with his balls. There were people passing my car. I wasn’t so concerned about this as the side of my seat digging into me. I bent over and put my head in his lap. I sucked his cock slowly as he held my head and began to move it to his rhythm. There were points where I told him I’d rather be somewhere else, somewhere private. “Do you want to go to a hotel?” he asked. “We don’t have time.” I answered. He began to suck my finger. “Touch your pussy and let me taste it,” he said. Kitty is always happy to please so I did it. “Mmmm you taste sweet,” he said. We kissed some more. I sucked some more and then…he came.

“I haven’t done that since high school,” I said. He answered, “Yeah, wasn’t it neat?”

Next time baby I want to go someplace quiet, someplace private so Kitty can REALLY show you a good time.