I went out to dinner with a new girlfriend last night. I wanted to show her a good time, and forget about you. We went to a new, hip restaurant because I wanted to impress her. We got our table and I sat looking at the bar. I ordered a drink and her some wine. Appetizers and we started small talk. I am hoping this will lead to bed, but not completely. The wound of you leaving me is still fresh. I screwed up, but not with someone else. I let you down, was not there to support you. Too wrapped up in my own shit. I tried to make it up to you, but were hurt.
As my dinner companion talked, I looked at the bar. Oh my god, there you are. Looking at me, staring really. Just sitting calmly, staring. My world crashes inward. What do I do? I try to continue the conversation, but have lost the thread. I look up again, you are gone. Was it a dream? I order another drink and excuse myself to the bathroom. My hands are sweaty and I am light headed. Did you really see me?
As I enter the bathroom, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn, there you are. I am speechless. I try to talk, you cover my lips with a finger. You push me into the bathroom, there is no one there. You lead me by the hand, I follow like a puppy. I am in your grasp. You take me into a large stall, the door goes from floor to ceiling. You close the door, and turn to me. “I missed you, I did not realize how much until I saw you her with her”. “I stammer out an explanation. You just shake your head “I know you are not into her, I can see it in your eyes. I need you back with me, Now.”
I nod dumbly, can this really be. I may get to return to you. You come over to me and grab me by the hair. “If you heart me again, you will never see me again”. Then you kiss me. A deep, longing kiss that reaches down to my toes. I reach for you and you melt into my arms. The kiss becomes more heated. Longing from the weeks apart leaps to the surface. I slide my hand down and cup your ass. You moan against my lips. You push harder into me. I reach under your skirt, you are so wet. A few strokes is all it takes and you strain against your crashing orgasm. You push me down on the bench in the stall, and rip off my belt. You reach into my pants and pull out my cock. It its straining to be stroked. You lick your lips and take me into your mouth. Long slow deep sucking, your specialty. You look deep in my eyes, telling me with your eyes “This is all mine, no one else’s. After a few minutes, bringing me to the brink, you turn around and slide your hot box down over my shaft. You try not to make a noise, in case someone hears. You slide up and down on my cock, from tip to base. I take charge at this point, Picking you up and putting you on the bench. This is not going to be making love, or sex. It is raw, animal fucking. I take you from behind. Pounding into you with all the force I can muster. Hard, fast strokes. You take up a slow, guttural moan as you slam back against me. You clench up, the mother of all orgasms. You have such a grip on my cock, you milk it. I shoot hot streams of sperm deep into your pussy. You have a grip on my arm with your teeth to keep from screaming. We both collapse onto the bench, spent.
I look over at you, still not believing my luck. Can we really be back together? I dare not ask so as not to wake up from the dream. You slowly stand up, and straighten out your clothes. I silently do the same. What next? I dare not ask. You take me by the hand and lead me out into the Restaurant. Oh DAMN, the girl. What do I do now? You take me straight to the table. The girl looks up and smiles. “Hi Paige, mission complete?” she asks. “Mission complete”, you reply. “Did you eat yet?”. She nods. “Well then, I will be on my way. Thanks for dinner, Chuck. You are a lucky man!” And with that, she gets up, kisses you and me and heads for the door.
You look at me “Yes, I set you up. But I waned to see how you reacted to a beautiful girl. You reacted as I hoped, with no passion. I knew then I wanted you back. Now pay the bill and lets go back to your place. I need to feel your hard rod deep in me all night, every night”
I throw money on the table, who cares how much, I have you back.
