A blow job

“I ain’t got long. Fuck, my mates won’t believe me when I tell them about this.” He is talking fast, and Felicity wonders if this is down to a mix of excitement and nervousness, after all, he is meant to be working. “Wanna blow me?” he asks after a moment’s consideration, “then maybe we could hook up after I finish my shift and I could fuck you when we got more time?”

She just nods, and takes a step towards him, a step that is compromised by her thong still being around her knees. She doesn’t want to spoil his excitement by telling him she won’t be waiting around for him later, so instead she eases herself down to her knees in front of him, determined to make this memorable for her as well as him.

“Oh fuck, you really are going to do it ain’t you” he sounds in shock as he watches her reaching for his trousers, quickly freeing his belt and zip, pulling them down along with his boxers, revealing a cock that hasn’t had enough time since he entered the room to reach full hardness, instead hanging half erect, nestled in an unkempt mass of his pubic hair.

“Shit, maybe I should have asked for a fuck, what do you reckon?” Felicity doesn’t say anything, instead she reaches up and take his cock in her hand, feeling it growing as she gently strokes it, watching as his foreskin peels back to reveal the swollen head. “Oh God, that feels good” he groans as she brings him to his fullness, his hand reaching out for her, fingers sliding into her hair.

“Yeah, go on, suck me, do It” he moans as Felicity leans forward enough that her lips kiss the tip, not caring that he smells of sweat from having been rushing around all evening serving drinks. She looks up as she slides her mouth further over the head, seeing him looking back down at her with pure shock that this is really happening.

Her hands reach up and rest on his thighs for balance as she begins to bob her head back and forth, sucking on him as more of his shaft slides into her warm mouth. Even as she sucks on him her mind is not on this guy who is probably about her age, but instead she is thinking of him, the man who brought her here, who fucked her and made her feel so incredible, and then somehow manipulated events until she found herself here, now, sucking off a waiter.

She’s not surprised when she hears him moaning above her, warning her that he is about to cum, a strange pride running through her that this would be the second man tonight she has made cum so quickly. And quickly after that thought is another, that this is the first time in her life she has had two cocks in one night, in fact two in one month is a rarity she tells herself as if to remind her she isn’t the slut this guy no doubt believes her to be. No, she is doing this for him, and him alone, her older man who she knows she will be telling what she did when he asks, and she is sure he will be asking her.