The second part.

You thought of running, but sitting there, his scent assaulting your senses, any notion of denying him leaves you. You raise your chin up towards him, eyelids and mouth quivering as you inhale deeply. A heady sensation fills you and you close your eyes, bathing in it. You open them again and meet his gaze, his smile now wider than before.

It crosses your mind that you don’t even know his name. Neither of you knows one another in the slightest: There’s no need to worry about your reputation. No need to keep up appearances. The real you will come back on Monday… so for now, why not enjoy being someone else?

You bring your hands up, one resting on his leg, the other along his girth. You don’t grasp it, but simply touch it with your fingertips, fascinated by how familiar and yet, unfamiliar it feels. You remember holding your own - this one dwarfing it considerably - and try and recall exactly where to touch and where it felt best. You think of porn you’ve seen, of various blow-jobs within the videos. You have trouble seeing them clearly, cream-pie videos drawing your focus, interrupting you, but you push through, trying to amass a mental list of techniques…

Licking, sucking, caressing…in various ways and various speeds…

You stick out your tongue and let it coast along the underside of his length, letting it glide from base to tip -your first step towards indulging in this new you. The taste was much stronger than you expected, but you savor the sharp, salty flavor, reveling in this wild, new experience.

He lets out a content sigh, obviously pleased, and places his hand on your head…