1. Tripple Ex, Vee, Tripple Eye Pt. 04


    Date: 3/13/2019, Categories: BDSM Author: bySteveDaLake, Source: Literotica

    Relaxing in the tub I feel the exquisite soreness of my overused cock. It has been a full day and I'll need some time to recharge. My aching prick reminds me number 36, sweet Abbie. It wasn't three weeks ago when I first heard her name. She was telling a hostess her name for the table, "Abbie, spelled 'ie'", it rolled out of her mouth with such practice I know she has been saying it her entire life. She controls so much of her world keeping her employees and even her friends on a strict schedule. She is one of the few that saw me stalking her. I do my best to be just another face in the crowd or, even better, appear not to be there at all. Number 36 has a keen eye though and she obviously saw through my subtle disguises and attempts at being just another leaf in a bush. I was watching her finish up a lunch with coworkers sipping my soup with the slow determination of the "old man" disguise I was wearing. I saw her pay the check and head towards the door. From where I sat I should have seen her cross in front of the windows heading back to her office. When I didn't see her I scanned as far as I could without whipping my head back and forth yet still nothing. I tried to turn casually towards the door when I hear her voice from close behind me, "Looking for me?" she asks. In my surprise I knock over my water glass and without a thought I reach out and gently catch it to stop it from hitting the floor. "Nice reflexes, for an old guy," she says with a sardonic squint. I'm ...
     flustered by her boldness and attempt to act like a confused old man which her expression shows me she isn't buying a word of. She steps close to me and cuts me off with a curt "Listen! I know you have been following me, you obviously want something from me; get cleaned up and meet me at room 1234 at the hotel on the corner." She flicks a card with her fingers and drops it neatly into shirt pocket. She then turns so quickly that her straight red hair whips my face and I catch a whiff of jasmine. This isn't the first time one of the women I have wanted to add to my list has been forward or dominating in her own right, but it is the first time I have been caught. She saw right through me even down to what I want to do to that tight little ass of hers wiggling away from me in her skin tight gray skirt. Thinking about how her smooth calves will taste and how delicious it will feel to run my fingers into her open throated blouse I stare at her until she is out of sight. I realize that many people in the restaurant have stopped their eating to watch the our little play and some are still staring at me to see what I will do. I catch the eye of my server and significantly overpay for my simple lunch. As I'm leaving the place I quickly come up with a plan. A detour to my car for different cloths, jeans, a form fitting t-shirt, and light coat against the wind, then to the hotel lobby bathroom to clear as much fake grey from my hair as I can, ripping off the fake mustache trashing it and my ...
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