Going further

'Holy shi-', John said. He moaned a little, as his finger touched an especially sensitive part. Again and again he rubbed over it leading to him to again moan.

'Oh my-' his finger slipped in and uncontrollably his eyes cross-eyed. People around him started looking at him. The barista gave him a a concerning glare. He didn't notice it, not that he wouldn't care anyway. It just felt too good. Again he started rubbing with his finger, in and out. First slowly, than he upped the pace. He couldn't control it and again moaned, this time loud enough, that all the customers in the coffee shop heard him. Another one of his fingers slipped in.

'Oh yeah', John moaned, while the barista got up to him. 'Ma'am, you need to leave!',

Ma'am? I'm no ma'am, John thought, his hand still between his legs. He bit his lower lip and moaned again. It was unbelievable, it was a pleasure he never could have imagined.

'MA'AM!', The barista yelled again.

Oh right, I am a ma'am, John thought, silly me. His hair long dangling before his eyes. With a final loud moan alarming even the people outside the building, John stopped twitching his hand between his legs and pulled it out. The two fingers he used were soaking wet.

John looked up to the barista standing next to him: 'I'm sorry, can I help you' he said. He looked at his wet fingers and couldn't resist licking them.

'Leave at once!', The barista yelled red-faced.

'All right, all right, I go.', John said annoyed. 'Can't have any fun anywhere anymore', he whispered.

The stunning woman grabbed her phone stood up and left. All eyes followed her.