Walk Me Out...

Well isn’t this fun? I can’t help but glance over at you,

the music is deafening I can't hear it really, hell I can't hear what my friends are saying.

I'm not really interested to be truthful,

I’m trying to be careful,

When I close my eyes I can still feel your fingers inside me. The way you took your time stretching me slowly, my mouth open eyes closed. I clamp my lips down on the straw in my mouth and obediently sip the drink I've been nursing all night.

I am on my own high, and you young man are a beautiful dangerous poison,

This can't be anything but temporary, did I mention I am ok with this?

By all means, lad toss me around like a rag doll, smack my ass, suck my neck. Deep hard fingers and soft slow kisses, whispering in my ear with that smooth as honey voice,

Part of me wonders if this is a good idea, my body certainly thinks so.

Your sweet wild mouth covering mine, muffling my orgasm.

I've never kissed someone like you before.

A river flowing between my shaking thighs, even that smug smile of yours doesn’t put me off, and you kept going until I whimpered, begging for more.

When you got it you got it right and sweet boy you have it.

Swallow me whole please, bend me spank me fuck me, whatever you want. I trust you, I shouldn't but I do.

I find myself moving around the room glancing into faces, smiling, but I know where I’m going,

Under thick dark lashes I glance up, I can feel those drunken eyes on me before my gaze meets yours, again I smile, you make me bashful and at my age that doesn’t happen often. I wonder what you will feel like tonight? Will it be different than last time?

I lean into your ear, Walk me out?

We make our way to the door, your just behind me, your eyes, what are you looking at?

Are you thinking dirty lovely thoughts?

You kiss my cheek, the smell of tobacco and liquor on your breath, what a lovely host you are, a warm hand, resting just a little too long on my cheek but the other hand is hidden, toying with the hem of my skirt.

The cool night air hits my face, but I smile, why you ask? My phone goes off... later?