It was Friday, and I had a long week. I worked extra shifts to cover for a coworker, the kids were being a real pain the butt and they had activities galore, so I was really ready for my Friday night. I just had to get through a shift at work and then I was home free. I didn’t have any plans at all, which was a little disappointing. Even though I had a long week, I was super horny and had been using the trusty old clit sucker pretty reliably whenever I could, but I wasn’t going to let that get in my way, I thought I would ask some coworkers if they wanted to go out to a bar or something after work.
As the day went on, I had asked a few of the ladies if they wanted to go out and got shot down each time. People already had plans. My fault for being so last minute. This wasn’t the end of the road for me. I could always go by myself if I wanted, or I could meet up with someone from Tinder. I checked my messages and hadn’t gotten anyone on the hook for the night.
My shift’s end was getting closer and I was getting discouraged. I really didn’t want to sit at some bar solo, and still hadn’t gotten any luck with Tinder. I had a few people that I was messaging with and things were looking really good, but not for tonight. Tomorrow night was lining up nicely, but for tonight, it looks like it is reading a book and drinking wine. That’s fine, it’ll be nice and relaxing, right?
We closed down the store and started leaving, and I saw Alex. I hadn’t known he was working today, I didn’t see him at all, and I didn’t think he was on the schedule. He must have swapped with someone also. I got a sudden mental rush, thinking about a quick BJ before I went home. He didn’t see me, he was well on his way to his car. I picked up my pace across the lot, walking toward Alex’s car, and he got in and turned it on. I sort of jogged over the final stretch, making sure I’d get to him in time.
I opened his passenger door and I think I almost gave him a heart attack. I crawled into his car and his eyes were so wide and he almost screamed before he saw it was me and gave me an awkward smile.
I had looked around a bit before jumping in his car and there were still a few cars parked out here, too many for me to do anything here. It was way too risky to give him a quickie on the parking lot when there’s only a few of us out here and the last few people would be trickling out soon.
I told him to pull into the pet store parking lot, which is just a few stores away. He looked confused at first, like “why would I drive us to the pet store that’s closed?” but then he got a little smirk on his face, he knew what was going on.
He drove us over there and we pulled into a spot, in a wide open lot. He pulled in and turned off the car, it took us less than a minute to get over there. I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned over. The gear selector was directly in my way. I contorted my body a bit and grabbed his crotch. He was already hard, he absolutely knew what was going on.
I couldn’t get good enough access to him from this angle, so I told him to get his dick out for me. He unzipped and pulled himself out, and I gave him a few slow sucks, but the gear selector was really in my way. I’m not sure how people do this, or maybe it’s just something that you’ve got to have the right car for.
I looked up at him and said, “this isn’t working. We need to move to the back,” and I started crawling between the seats. He turned and watched me crawl back, and when I got back there, I could tell he was staring. I asked him if he was staring at my ass, and he said he absolutely was. I told him to come join me. He crawled awkwardly into the back seat, and leaned against the driver side door.
This time, I had more room to work with. I slid his pants down just enough. Then I pulled him out of the hole in his boxers. I told him he needs to enjoy this, but he also needs to keep an eye out in case anyone gets too close.
I was on my hands and knees on the seat, he was sitting up resting against the door, and I slowly slid down all the way. I didn’t really have access to everything with my hands, usually I play with his balls a little, so I just kept the focus on my mouth.
After a few minutes of slowly increasing the pace, he told me there was a car coming. I freaked out and looked up, only for the car to keep driving. We both had a laugh, and I told him that he needs to only tell me if a car parks somewhere near us, or if a security guard drives by us. He nodded, and I went back down, starting over.
Even though I couldn’t stroke him very well with the awkward angles and the fact that his boner was poking through his boxers, I still could twist my head on the tip, and by alternating those with the steady pace of sliding down his shaft, he started pulsing pretty quickly.
Knowing that’s his sign, I slid all the way down and started sucking as hard as I could, and he finally let out a really loud moan and came. I kept sucking lightly until I knew he was done, and then I sat up. He was out of breath and he smiled at me, and he thanked me. I told him never to thank me. He can thank me if I cover a shift or if I buy him a coffee, but he can’t thank me for this.
I told him we should get moving, and I crawled into the passenger’s seat. He slapped my ass on the way up, and I let out a yelp and turned around and gave him the old lady finger, pointing at him. He told me he couldn’t help himself, that he never gets to touch me. I took a mental note of that and smiled.
He crawled up to the driver’s seat and drove me back to my car. The lot was empty, just my car at this point. I jumped out without saying a word, waved, and hopped in. He drove off, and then I drove home.
At home, I took a shower. Once I got out, I threw my robe on and poured a glass of wine. I was planning on reading a book, so I grabbed my kindle and went to bed. I had left my phone in there, so I checked it and saw I had a few Tinder messages to reply to. I replied to the first two, conversations were going well with them, and then I got to the last one and a guy that I had been talking to for a few weeks named Brandon had asked me if I wanted to come over and watch a movie.
On one hand, I was looking forward to my night now that I was ready for it. I had already poured my wine and hadn’t even touched it, but on the other hand, this guy seemed fun and it was still early enough. I told him I’d come over, but I was going to be dressed like a slob. I quickly got dressed in yoga pants and a hoodie, and grabbed my keys.
As I was straightening up my hair, I grabbed some mouthwash and swished it around, then tapped his address and went out to the car.
His place wasn’t too terribly far. It took me about 20 minutes to get there. I walked up the stairs and knocked, he opened, and I went inside. I looked around, he obviously lived with multiple guys. I asked him where his roommates were and he told me they’re both sleeping over at their girlfriend’s houses so he had the place to himself tonight.
He asked me if I wanted a beer and I took him up on it. We sat on his couch and chatted for maybe a half hour and then we decided we’d watch a movie. We watched The Lost City, which I thought was hilarious. We laughed a lot and had a good time. At one point, he put his arm around me and slid really close. He put his hand on my leg.
As the movie was getting close to being over, I had also put my hand on his leg, and I started lightly moving my hand around, just sort of fidgeting a little bit, but I kept creeping a little closer. I could feel just the very tip of his cock through his sweatpants and I rubbed my hand up and down his leg, pushing just a little harder against him each time. I slid my hand up onto his full length, looked at him and asked if this was okay.
He eagerly nodded and told me absolutely. I leaned in and we started making out for a few minutes, swirling our tongues together. He reached up my sweatshirt while I played with him through his sweatpants. I pushed him back gently and asked him if we could take off his sweats. He smiled and leaned back, and I helped him slide them down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear.
I immediately slid down, taking him all the way into my mouth. He let out a loud breath and relaxed a bit. We had talked over Tinder about tests, and he had sent me his test results, so I felt good about this. There was a loud scene in the movie and he jumped from it, which made us both laugh and he told me we should probably pause the movie. The remote was on the coffee table, so I reached over and grabbed it and handed it to him.
I thought this was a good time to adjust, so I slid down onto the floor and got on my knees between his legs. He had no issue with this, and leaned his head back onto the couch. I slowly took him in again, playing with his balls with one of my hands while I used the other to stroke him as I sucked.
It wasn’t but just a few minutes later and he told me he was going to cum and asked where I wanted him to cum. I didn’t respond, I just sucked harder. He warned me again, he made it through “I’m about,” before he started cumming. I kept sucking and let go with my hand. He pulsed a few more times and I leaned back, smiling. I pulled all the way off, still holding him with one hand, just slowly and gently stroking him to end things.
He opened his eyes and we made eye contact. I smiled and he made a grunting noise and came again, this time I wasn’t expecting it and it got on my sweatshirt. I said something like “ooh I got you again,” and he just shook his head, out of breath and mouthed “oh my god” a few times.
I kept slowly stroking him a bit, just getting everything out, and finally he begged me to stop. I stopped for a moment and then stroked him again, and I asked if he was sure, and he said yes.
I let go, stood up and then sat next to him on the couch again. He pulled his sweats on, and told me it was the best blowjob he’s ever gotten. I smiled and told him I loved the compliment and that I enjoyed it too. I told him it was getting late and that I wanted to finish the movie, so he hit play and we watched the final 15 minutes.
I yawned about a thousand times. After the movie was over, I walked my half drank beer over to the sink and dumped the rest. I told him I needed to go, and he thanked me for coming over, then he thanked me for the bj. I thought it was funny, I gave a small chuckle before telling him “no, thank you,” and winked.
We gave each other a hug. We didn’t discuss seeing each other again, because we had talked about that over Tinder. We both knew what we were in for was a one-time thing.
I got home and was absolutely exhausted. I had planned on using my toy, but I was just too tired. I woke up in the morning and used it though.