Stranger at the Bar Phone Sex Part 1
Randi69s
I see you looking in my direction periodically throughout the night. My insecurities tell me you’re giving me dirty looks. You’re probably over there making fun of me with all of your bro’s. “Look at that lard-ass” you probably snicker with your friends. I’m out drinking with some of my older female co-workers but I’m finding it hard to pay attention to them when I’m trying to sneak a peak of you leering at me. Maybe I wouldn’t be so worried about it if you didn’t look like some sort of Adonis chiseled out of marble. As the night goes on I notice the men you were having drinks with vanish one by one, but there you stay sitting sideways on your chair pointed in my direction. Now that you’re alone you don’t break your piercing gaze and it makes me uneasy. So much so that I excuse myself from the remaining co-workers still in attendance and hastily make my way to my car. When I arrive at my car I feverishly fumble through my purse looking for my keys. Unaware you are behind me until I feel warm breath at the back of my neck. I shriek slightly dropping my purse, swing around to face you and brace myself against the car. There is intent in your eyes. You reach up to my throat and presses a firm hand gently against my windpipe. I want to scream in terror but nothing comes out. I go through a rolodex of movements I can use to escape your hold but cannot move. You lean in and kiss me deeply. I notice then that terror has turned into something else. My nipples erect and I press my plus size frame against yours, forcing his you to grip my throat tighter. I begin to puddle my panties.
To be continued.
Nicki