When her finger reached the zipper of her skirt she looked up at me, her eyes asking if I wanted her to unzip the dress. Bobbing my head up and down l...ke an idiot I tried to pull the door open in spite of the lock. My eyes went back to her finger as she moved to ease the zipper down. She turned her back to me shaking her hips to loosen the grip of the skirt as she used her arms to accentuate her dancing. The top of her skirt had barely moved over her hips when she grabbed the sides and sliding. I kept my hand on her forehead & told her that I want to kiss her , she said no. I insisted she said no.Then I planted a kiss on her forehead to which she didn’t said anything. Later i came to know that she wanted me to kiss her & make love to her but she felt shy. We both were now facing each other. Her lips are 1 inch away from mine. I hold her head from behind with my right hand, put my left hand on her waist & tried to touch her lips with mine. We both felt a electric current flowing down. I zip you back up and appear back from under the table with cum dripping from my chin.I savour the taste of your cum and swallow it, slowly, so as to make it last longer. But I'm disappointed in myself because I like to take my time and extract every sensation and anyway, it's a public place so I can't even bring myself off ... mainly because my orgasms are LOUD!Hmmm, maybe we should concentrate on getting you hard again and then go off somewhere. I send you for some more drinks while I nip. But my girlfriend had some definite sexual hangups, and I was beginning to wonder if we would ever get past kissing. Crissy seemed a little more like a free spirit, willing to go with the moment. Her young laughter always caught me up, making me feel free, too. I wondered if a "right time" would come... Then, one day, George (my boss) got tired of Crissy hanging around the station. Pulling me aside, he told me to "take her on a long walk, and don't bring her back." Sensing an opportunity, I.