Oh the sounds that would come from her mouth then. He showed up at 9, just like he had told her he would. She wasn't waiting outside like norm...l. Enough of her coworkers recognized him now that one let him in to find her. As he walked in he saw her in front of him. Engaged in an animated conversation with a man several years younger, who did nothing to hide his lust for her. I stepped up and cleared my throat next them. She blushed a deep red, ?I am so sorry, I didn't mean to keep. ”He wiped a tear from my eye, called me a cry baby.“Shut up.”And then he…he started rubbing himself up against me. I pulled myself away from him.“No, mate. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I said. Let’s just forget about it and…”He told me to shut up and he started rubbing himself up against me again. Oh fuck. I could feel his nob in his trackies. He was rubbing his nob against my nob. “Mate, you don’t have to do this. I’m a prick. Forget what I said. I’m pissed. It’s the alcohol.”He said. She had a thin body, complete with perky breasts that could easily fit inside my mouth and a compact little ass that was genetically engineered for groping. Brandy was preparing to go on a mission for her church during the summer when we began dating. As a devote follower of the Mormon faith, she was also a prudish virgin. That is, until I deflowered her and turned her out into a three-holer tart. After I gave Brandy a proper introduction to the realm of sexual relations outside. I parked my truck strategically across from the coffee shop with a clear view of the window, but not obvious and waited for her. She showed up about 30 minutes, entered the coffee shop looking around sheepishly at everyone there. She looked like money and every coffee house nerd and their fat emo girl friends were craning their necks to check her out. Luckily a front table was open and she sat down demurely crossing her legs and reading her book. I bet that’s the first book she has read in.