“Oh wow its Bill Cooper.” Leslie shifted in her seat, taking a long drink from her beer, blinking rapidly as he approached. He moved with a fluid grace and smiled widely at her.
“Well, well how are you two pretty ladies?”
“Good, good how are you Billy, haven’t seen you lately?”
“Just got back recently, so want to talk a bit.” He held out his hand to her.
She glanced at Chelsea and with a nod she was suddenly off walking with Billy Cooper of all people. Once the town hero and football star he had lost his way and come home, doing his best to pick up the pieces of what he had once been. Chelsea knew Leslie had had a crush on Billy since grade school, and she knew that nothing would keep her from hanging with him now.
Chelsea glanced back around the room again, this time a head catching her eye. He was older, graying just at the temples. The biggest thing was that he was watching her intently. She felt a rush of heat course through her as she discretely looked around to see if there was anyone else nearby. She smiled slightly, looking at him once more.
Older, but still handsome, and dressed impeccably in a suit he signaled with one finger and the bartender moved quickly to make him another drink. The power almost exuded from him and she watched as he seemed to do his best to ignore a woman who stood nearby him. She knew he wanted her to come over and she stood then, taking in a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart.
Who better to help her than someone with a little experience? She moved slowly, feeling his eyes on her as she walked over towards him. She flung her mass of hair behind one shoulder and ordered a drink, doing her best to seem uninterested in him. She could feel his eyes, almost caressing her as they roamed down over her frame and back up. As her drink arrived, she watched him gesture to the bartender once more, without a word.
“The drink has been taken care of miss.” He gave her a smile and was gone once more.
She turned to look at him now, his eyes were a deep blue and he was more man than she had been around in a long time. She smiled at him, taking a drink once more.
“Thank you for the drink.”
“The pleasure is all mine.”
She felt heat, then once more. It seemed to rush through her veins as he turned to face her head on. She did the same until they were facing each other, him in the seat and she stands.
“My name is Linda.” She held out her hand, feeling the heat of him as he took it. She felt funny using a fake name, but the last thing she needed was to give out too much information. After all, this was all for the sake of losing her virginity.
“Reg, nice to meet you sweetheart.” He let his hand linger in hers for mere seconds before he let her go.
“Thanks for the drink Reg.” She felt comfortable with him, and her body reacted to his as he moved closer to her.
“SO, Linda…what is a pretty girl like you doing in here?”
“I am just trying to meet new people that is all.” She blinked at him and felt the excitement rush through her as they spoke.
The conversation carried on until the hour was much later. She was comfortable with him and he made her laugh. She glanced at her phone to get the time.
“Hot date?” He asked her, his eyes resting on her mouth for a second.
“No, it's just getting late, that’s all. My friend was taking me home, but…” She trailed off as she looked around the corner.
“I have an idea, why don’t you let me take you home?” He smiled warmly at her.
She swallowed hard. This was her one chance to do it. “Unless you'd like to go somewhere else?”
She felt her heart beating wildly in her chest as he gave her a lazy smile. He stood then nodding once at the bartender as he put his hand at the small of her back leading her out of the place. She quickly made and sent a text to Leslie, complete with a thumbs up emoji. She slid into the cool leather seats in his car, surprised at how easily she had gotten comfortable with him. He sat down in the car, resting his hand on her knee for a moment before he set off for home.
She could feel the pressure of his hand through her dress, she knew then that she’d made the right choice. As they pulled into a parking lot she found herself nervous and excitement all at once. She glanced up at the towering building, waiting as he reserved a room for the night and then he escorted her inside. Some part of her should be worried, or scared. She had only spent a couple of hours getting to know Reg. He was ruggedly handsome, and even now as he held the door for her he towered over her, the confidence oozing from him. She heard the click of the door as she turned to face him, instantly finding his mouth covering hers. The kiss was all hot as he delved into her mouth and kissed her until neither of them could breath. He moved with casual ease as he slowly unzipped the dress in the back, letting the soft, slick hit the ground at her feet.
Being a big girl she was immediately concerned about her size, but she felt his hands, then, both running down the length of her cupping her thighs gently as he kissed her once more.
They moved again, this time he moved towards the bed, pulling her with him. Soon he was seated on the bed and she stood before him her body clad only in a bra and panties. She felt his eyes taking her in, and slowly they made their way upward and he looked into her face. He gave her a wicked smile as he moved his hands up, then following the curve of her hip and up, sliding back until he ran them up the small of her back causing her to shiver slightly.
He gently moved up even more until he found the clasp at her back and deftly undid it. He moved upward once more his fingers tracing a path as they went, hooking the straps of her bra and as he ran his hands down the length of her arms he pulled the contraption off with them.
Having always been ample in that area her breasts thrust forward as he tossed her bra on the floor. The puffy pink of her nipples harden instantly as the air hit them, and his eyes took her in. She felt his hands moving, covering first one and then the other. His touch was gently, as he rounded the smoothness of the creamy mounds until he found a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He rolled it gently, pulling and tugging until it stood hard and erect.
She gasped as he brought a new sense of excitement to her body. She opened her eyes to look down at him as he covered one of the taunt peaks with his mouth. The fire was almost too much as he sucked hard on the nipple, playing with it and teasing her. He moved his hands under her breast holding it up, suckling at it hard. He loved the other one before he let them rest, both hard and erect a visible tribute to her arousal.
She felt the wet heat at the apex of her thighs as he moved and once he sat back, she was heady with desire, unsure where he would turn to next. Her wonder was short lived as he moved again, this time his hands trailing lower and lower still until he slid one hand between her thighs, slipping one finger under the panties and to the moist heat he found there. His left hand rested on her thigh as he moved his right hand lower, his finger reaching the wetness eh knew was there. She felt his hand tighten on her thigh as he found the wet heat equally exciting. He moved again, his forefinger slipping through her until her found the tiny jewel there.
Subconsciously she arched up and against his hand, her body felt as though a shock had coursed through her. It was clear he loved her reactions, as he did it over and over again, and she was powerless to stop him. She moaned softly as she closed her eyes, feeling his massage and rub the tiny button, her body trembling slightly. Her deep breaths came in soft gasps with every stroke and suddenly he stopped.
Looking down at him she smiled as he moved her back just enough to pull her panties off, tossing them on the floor. He smiled at her and then moved her back where she stood before, and pulling her closer he covered her most private area with his mouth.
She felt the heat of his mouth, his tongue darting out to taste the already swollen flesh. Her body trembled as she arched herself against him wanting more, needing more. He continued on until he paused, moving her back and standing beside her.
“Lay on the bed.” It was a demand, and one she was happy to agree with. She lay back, her hair a wild, fiery halo around her and she waited. She felt him move, ripping his clothes from his body, and soon he was parting her thighs once more, this time to lay between them.
She was exposed to him, her womanhood open and eager for his touch. His body held one leg down as he gently opened the other, spreading her open even more. He looked making eye contact as he tasted her once more. She moaned loudly, excitement over watching him love her with his mouth. No longer gently, he licked and sucked every inch of her, finding a rhythm that she needed.
His tongue spun circles on her as she bucked wildly off the bed, and arched up against his mouth. Gone was her fear of behavior or noise, instead she was eager for release. She moved her hips, helping him and soon climbed higher and higher until in one loud wail she crested that ultimate peak, the light shattering behind her eyelids. She felt him slow down softly kissing and nipping at her.
He stood, this time she looked at him. Fit and trim he stood beside the bed, slowly he moved between her thighs and she moved her hands down, stopping him for a moment. She wanted to touch him, wanted to know him as well. She found the hardness of him in her hand, and softly she stroked and moved against the velvet heat. He sucked in air as she stroked him, her hands grazing him and she felt the massive member grow even harder in her hand. He pulled back suddenly.