Lunch with M

"That fucking bitch!"


Those were the first words from M's lips the second I told her that SM had, more or less, dumped me. We were having lunch at a little hole-in-the-wall Mexican place we like. Luckily M didn't say it so loud as to make people at nearby tables glance over at us.


"I can't believe her! How long have you two known each other?" Many years, I told her. She shook her head.


M had just finished a business meeting before joining me for lunch. She was wearing a jacket, skirt and white blouse. The light was such in the restaurant that her blouse was slightly transparent. She had on a very lacy white bra. We spent time catching up on each other's lives and inhaling our food. It wasn't long before the conversation turned to sex.



"So you haven't gotten laid in awhile I bet," M said. She's never been subtle.



"Yeah," I told her. "I was hoping for some dessert after lunch."



M smiled, then excused herself to head for the ladies room.



"Hey, while you're in there why don't you take off your bra and panties?"



"You want me to?"



"Would I ask you if I didn't?"



She smiled and left the table.



She came back. "OK, I did it." I decided to test her. "Prove it."



While M isn't subtle when it comes to conversations or keeping secrets, she was subtle enough to adjust her jacket enough to where I could see her hard nipples poking through her blouse. "Nice," I told her. No bra, check. "And the panties?"



"You'll have to wait to find out."



I didn't have to wait long. We left her car at the restaurant. As she slid into the passenger seat of my car, she lifted her skirt up to show me her bare pussy. I licked my lips and looked her in the eyes. The heat that radiated between us took the chill off the early fall afternoon. I'm sure M noticed my cock growing hard in my slacks.


I got in the car. We turned to each other and kissed hungrily. Hands wandered downward. We didn't care if anyone saw us. Passion ruled. She was squeezing my cock through my slacks; I had her skirt pulled up and was teasing her slit with a finger. We broke our liplock long enough for me to start up the car and put it in drive. As soon as we hit the road towards the Shortster's Lovepad, M had unzipped my slacks and pulled out my cock to give it a suck and a lick. I concentrated on the road, not worried if passing drivers on either side of us could see her head bobbing up and down in my lap.

We got to my place. I pulled into the garage and put the door down. M quickly got out of the car and shed her jacket right there. She was pulling her blouse out of her skirt as I opened the door to the house. She pushed me against a wall and knelt down in front of me. My stiff cock was still poking out of my slacks. M sucked and licked and stroked like a woman possessed. She could sense I was close to cumming and quickly took her cock out of my mouth. "C'mon," she said.

Straight to the bedroom where any remaining clothes hit the floor. Onto the bed where I moved down to her pussy to return those oral favors. She grabbed the back of my head and tried to push my face even further into her. For a moment I thought she was trying to smother me. She released her stranglehold long enough so I could catch my breath before diving back in. Tongue swirling in, out and around; lips sucking on the clit, her moans filling the room. Her first orgasm surprised us both with how it seemed to appear from out of nowhere.

No point in stopping to catch our breath. I moved up and started to tease her pussy lips with the head of my cock. She squirmed downward, trying to get me to put it inside. Instead I took the opportunity to put her legs up over my shoulders before I plunged as deep as I could into her in one stroke.

We fucked like animals, pure and simple. When I wasn't pounding into her, she was moving her hips, tightening her pussy muscles around my cock at the same time. It was during one of those hip moves that my orgasm hit. I guess she felt my cock pulsing and stopped moving long enough to let me push as far inside as I could. At the same time I collapsed on top of her, too exhausted to stroke as my cum filled her pussy.

After a couple of minutes with both of us still breathing heavily, we looked at one another. "Wow, what the hell was that?" M asked. "I don't know, but I sure as hell enjoyed it!" I replied. "So did I," she said.

And with that, M and I cuddled for a few minutes before we got up to clean up and get dressed. She put her bra back on but left her panties off. I drove her back to her car. Just as she was getting out, she turned and kissed me deeply. "Same time next week?" She got out, then lifted her skirt and flashed me before closing the car door.

Why not, I thought to myself. SM who?