Long time cumming

Sat in a posh cafe opposite a large steel and glass tower block which was home to an insurance multinational, Bradley observed the street scene outside, waiting to find Ria walking by. He was confident he would see her, as he had found on Linkedin that she worked as a HR manager at an insurance company.

After four hours, three paninis and five cups of coffee, Brad felt high on caffeine and cheese. But still no Ria.

Then, just as Bradley was about to take a second toilet break that hour, he finally set eyes on Ria. She stepped out of the large glass removing door of the plush office block. Suddenly he forgot about his full bladder.

Ria looked fantastic in the figure hugging black dress. Her dusky skin was just as smooth as he remembered, and her black hair just as silky as it had looked on the HD camera.

But Bradley soon realised Ria was heading towards the cafe. The sensation of being so close to Ria plunged Bradley into crisis. What if she recognised him? After all, she had once watched him wanking himself to her performance. What if she is scared and causes a scene? His palms had been moist for a while but now his heart was pounding and his brow glistened with sweat.

Ria walked into the cafe all elegant and graceful as if she had stepped out of high-end fashion catalogue. She waved at the baristas who all seemed fond of her, then joined at the back of a small queue.

Bradley’s heart was on pause. His mind blank and he sat slap jawed. All he could do was watch in complete and utter awe.

Ria ordered and Americano to go. She wasn't sticking around. But Bradley needed more and was not willing to let her go without getting to see her up close.

Bradley stood from the table causing the chair to screech across the tiles. He dashed across the café beating Ria to the glass entrance door. He then opened it for her with the grace of a gentleman. "After you, madame."

"Thank you."

Ria's smile melted Bradley’s heart and burned his soul. Bradley offered a feeble. "You're welcome." He wanted to say more, offer some wit. But his words then became lodged in his throat. He could not say a single word more as he watched her pert ass walk away.

Bradley was left with nothing but the fading scent of her French perfume.

But Bradley knew where she worked, lived and was beginning to get a good idea of her routines. He now had to feed his obsession by the shovel load. It was then he saw a cleaning company's van outside Ria's office.

Bradley decided to apply for a job at the cleaning company allowing him to lurk in Ria office. Stealing the tissues from her bin, feeling Ria's fading warmth of her office chair. But also allowing to gether more info and leverage to potentially **** Ria, if needed.

But for now… he was going to follow Ria back home.

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