Coffee Shop

"What are you getting this time?" I asked Lisa as we pulled out of the driveway.

"Probably that toasted marshmallow latte," she replied. "The one that Lauren got. That was so good."

"Nice." There was a brief moment of silence as I figured Lisa would ask me what I was planning to order. She had other things on her mind.

"I'm sorry about how I acted the other night," she said. "You know, on the ride home and all."

"It's OK," I said. I forced a slight laugh that came out awkward.

"I just was... frustrated. And confused. Not at you. Just... at the whole situation. Like, how that cop showed up right as... well, you know." She looked at me, her dark eyes melting my soul. "I was so horny and I really wanted to go through with it then we got interrupted right as it was about to happen. It was just very frustrating. Then I started to wonder if I had made a mistake. Like, was anyone else really planning on going all the way like that? I didn't even think about what you must be thinking and how my reaction must have made you feel until you said something in the driveway. I felt awful. I really did have a great time. And I know that nobody else went all the way, but I would have been OK with it if we did."

I smiled, trying to come up with something to say.

"I'm sort of hoping we still might," Lisa said with a smirk.

"Something tells me we could probably make that happen," I said.

When we pulled up to the coffee shop, there wasn't a car in the lot. The lights seemed to be off and, as we got closer, we saw a sign that said "Closed" hanging in the window.

"You've got to be kidding me," I said. I parked the car and hopped out, walking up to the door. The letters printed on the door said:

Mon-Wed: 7am-4pm

Thur: 9am-2pm

Fri: CLOSED

Sat/Sun: 7am-4pm

"Fuck," I groaned, looking at my phone. It was 8:30. I got back in the car and dialed Chelsea.

"Hey!" she answered, clearly on speaker phone. I could hear Robert and Chris goofing off in the background. "Did you forget our orders?"

"No," I replied. "I've got them written down. The place doesn't open until 9 though."

"Oh, that sucks! Just forget about it and come back. We'll figure it out. There's enough here to pick around."

"Nah," I said. "It's only a half hour. We can wait. It's not a huge deal. We'll get the first fresh cups of coffee they serve."

"OK. We'll see you when you get down here. We'll probably be at the beach already. Thanks for grabbing everything. You're the best. Love you!"

"Love you too," I said right before hanging up the phone. I looked at Lisa.

"So, looks like we've got a half hour to kill. We could check out the pet store next door or there's a surf shop across the street or-"

Lisa cut me off. Not with words but with a look. I'm not sure she was even trying to cut me off but somehow I could tell from her face that she wanted me to stop suggesting things and I could tell exactly what she wanted and I could tell that she knew that, despite suggesting other options, I wanted the exact same thing.

"Pull around the side, in the back corner over there," Lisa instructed, pointing out directions. I nearly peeled out, backing up quickly then speeding around the corner to the furthest spot from the coffee shop entrance. It wasn't secluded but it would do. I barely got the car in Park before Lisa attacked me.

DING! DING!

"Fuck," I groaned as Lisa's lips assaulted mine. The kiss was many things but patient was not one. Our tongues swirled across each others' lips and chins, barely even trying to contain ourselves.

DING! DING!

"Goddammit."

"What is that?" Lisa asked.

"It's the stupid seatbelt thing because we didn't buckle up for the two fucking seconds we were driving to this spot. I need to turn the car off to stop it." I hit the button on the dash to turn the car off then depressed the brake and hit it again to turn the car back on. While I was doing so, Lisa hopped out of the car.

"Where are you-?"

Then she hopped back into the backseat.

"Oh," I said. "Well, I'm coming through the seats this time."

That turned out to be a huge mistake as I ended up kicking the horn and then the air conditioning button, turning it up to full blast.

Lisa giggled uncontrollably as I stuffed myself, face-first into the backseat, grabbing at anything I could to pull myself upright.

"Nailed it," I said.

"Oh, you think that was nai-" I cut her off with a kiss, this time more passionate but still full of desperation. Our mouths opened and our tongues collided. Our hands simultaneously shot to each other's shorts, working open any buttons and zippers they may have had. I stuffed two fingers into the front of Lisa's panties. Lisa forced her hand into my fly, grabbing my cock through my boxers while she searched frantically for the opening.

Just as she pulled my cock through the hole and began jerking...

Fuck

And I slipped my hand up her shirt to grab two massive handfuls of braless tit...

Fuck yes

Lisa opened her eyes and shouted.

"Fuck!"

"What?" I asked, jumping at the unexpected alarm. I turned around expecting to see another cop. Luckily it was just a blue Subaru. We watched as the car parked about five spots from us. A man emerged from the car, walked to the front door, unlocked it, stepped inside, turned the lights on. Then he flipped the sign over so it read "Open".

Lisa and I looked at each other, out of breath.

"Looks like they're opening early," I said. The clock read 8:37. I could see Lisa's wheels spinning. We were once again thinking the same exact thing.

"We did tell them it would be a half hour..."