Just One Look

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Roger

Roger is a local business owner and entrepreneur. Never married, Roger mostly keeps to himself and enjoys kickboxing and jiu-jitsu.

Cara

Cara is a 19-year-old college student working at a local coffee shop to pay off her student loans. Educated and passionate, Cara finds boys her age boring and immature. She spends most of her time doing yoga, reading, and volunteering at the local animal shelter.

How does he do it? How does this man I don’t even know cause such a visceral reaction in my body? It’s been this way from the first day he walked into my coffee shop. He was hard not to notice. Dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smirk that tore through me like a tornado. The minute our eyes met, I lost all sense of reality. Nothing made sense anymore. All I wanted, all I needed, was to have this man inside me.

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How does he do it? How does this man I don’t even know cause such a visceral reaction in my body? It’s been this way from the first day he walked into my coffee shop. He was hard not to notice. Dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smirk that tore through me like a tornado. The minute our eyes met, I lost all sense of reality. Nothing made sense anymore. All I wanted, all I needed, was to have this man inside me.

That was three months ago. Which meant I’d been touching myself for over 90 days thinking about this gorgeous man’s touch. The smell of his skin, the curves of his face. I fantasized about licking him from his neck down his torso to the lines that led me to the promised land. My pussy throbbed at the thought of releasing his cock into my hands and then my mouth. I bet he tasted amazing.

I shook my head violently, bringing myself back to the present. The clock read 4:52 p.m. which meant we’d be locking our doors soon. The Beanery was the only coffee shop in the local area that stayed open this late since we also served food. I was cursed with the closing shift because Melody, my boss, said I was the only one reliable enough to count the drawers and lock the doors properly. I rolled my eyes in exhaustion as I finished cleaning the espresso machine. As I wiped down the counters, I heard the familiar sound of the front door chime. Fuck. 4:55 p.m. I hated customers that came in a few minutes before closing wanting a double frappuccino with extra foam or some other ridiculous drink.

I turned around, fully prepared to make my annoyance known when I froze. It was him. My mouth gaped open as he flashed that devilish grin that made my knees want to buckle beneath me.

“Hey,” he whispered.

I somehow managed to say hello in return. He had placed a bottle of water on the counter and gestured toward it, raising his eyebrows. He looked amused. I smiled back nervously, at a loss for words. I was suddenly very aware that we were the only two people in the coffee shop. The sun was slowly setting outside and suddenly, an erotic tension formed between us. I rang him up for the water, trying not to fumble and make a fool of myself. With a simple, thanks and a wave of his hand, I watched this beautiful specimen exit the front door, his jeans hugging his tight ass in all the right places.

I collapsed onto the counter, a pile of excitement, desire, and nervous energy. I can’t believe he was here at the same moment I was daydreaming about him. My heart was pounding at the thought. If I’d had enough gumption, I would’ve jumped over the counter and accosted him right then and there. Instead, I’d have to take matters into my own hands. I quickly undid my cream-colored apron, placing it on the counter, and hurried into the back room. It was 5:05 p.m. and the shop was closed. No one else would be coming in and I needed a minute to myself.

I slipped into the office and plopped into the rolling chair. I undid the button and zipper on my khaki jeans, shoving my hand inside, landing in the pool of wetness that had drenched my underwear. I let out a sigh of relief as my hand made contact with my clit. I needed this so bad. I tipped my head back, shifting down in the chair to a more comfortable, reclined position. I closed my eyes, settling into the feeling of my fingers around my clit. My free hand trailed up my stomach, lifting my shirt up beneath my breasts as I tickled the soft skin with my fingertips. I let out a sigh, getting lost in the sensation. And I pictured him. The way I had done so many times before.

I imagined his strong hands on my face, pulling me close. The taste of his mouth, his tongue exploring mine. I increased the pressure on my clit, circling it with urgency. My pussy was slick with juice. The thought of him made me insanely wet. Wetter than any other lover I’d ever been with. I shoved my shirt up above my breasts, caressing them through my lace bra. I scooted down a few inches lower in the chair, spreading my legs and making room for my entire hand in my shorts. I continued to picture him. His intense eyes and seductive grin. How did he have this effect on me? I laughed in spite of myself. That is until I heard the front doorbell.

I froze in place, jerking up into a seated position. Fuck. Had I forgotten to lock the door? I glanced over at the security camera just in time to catch a glimpse of someone walking through the store and they were coming this way. My heart stopped and I pulled my hand from my shorts, pulling my shirt back down. But before I had time to even stand, the office door slowly creaked open. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum.

Nothing prepared me for what I saw next. Him. He was back. And his eyes were no longer playful. They were intense. He had a purpose. I sat completely still as his eyes trailed over my body. Shit. The zipper and button on my shorts were still open and I was sure my hair was a mess from resting against the chair. An amused grin danced across his lips and he raised his eyebrows. Just his look was enough to send my body through a dozen emotions at once — shock, fear, arousal, curiosity.

He stepped into the room and closed the door. Without a word, he removed his shirt and I swore I died right there on the spot. His body was chiseled, tan, and God-like. I watched motionless as he undid his belt and slid off his shoes and jeans. This gorgeous man was standing before me like an adonis. The lines of his erection clearly visible beneath his navy boxer briefs. I couldn’t speak. My eyes were glued to his crotch. I pulled them away and met his gaze. There was that smirk again. I gripped the arms of the chair as he stepped closer. Still silent, he easily hooked his fingers into the belt loops of my shorts, yanking them free. I gasped in surprise but didn’t fight it. I had been dreaming of this moment for weeks.

I sat up straight, lifting my arms and letting him remove my shirt. He unclasped my bra with one hand like an expert. I tensed slightly as my breasts hung free. His eyes looked hungry and aroused and instantly my fears were replaced with desire. He swooped in, kneeling between my legs and grabbing my tits, one in each hand. His mouth was on me now, sucking and nibbling at my nipples. I moaned loudly, my hands in his hair, pulling and tugging as he continued to work my nipples between his teeth. I rocked back and forth on the chair, my cunt alive with desire and wetness.

His one hand moved down my belly, sliding easily into my panties. I gasped as his fingers made contact with my pussy. He moaned into my mouth out of surprise and delight at my wetness. I spread my knees, giving him easy access to my sacred area. His expert fingers worked my clit, simultaneously finger-fucking me. I leaned back, gripping the chair and arching my back as he plunged one then two fingers deep inside my body. I pushed down on his hand, willing them deeper.

With his other hand, he freed his cock and started stroking it in unison with his fingers inside me. I stared in amazement at the length and thickness of his tool. Our eyes met and we smiled with acknowledgment. He got to his feet, pulling me to join him. Our chests pressed against one another, our mouths met, devouring each other. He brought his fingers between our lips as we shared in the salty flavor of my nectar.

He grabbed my shoulders, turning me around and bending me over the desk. I held myself steady as the papers moved freely beneath my hands. I propped myself on my elbows, gripping the edge of the desk in anticipation. His fingers pushed my panties aside, making room for his glorious dick. I held my breath as he entered me — slowly at first. With a few small thrusts, the length of his cock was buried inside my stretched hole. I cried out as my body accepted his enormous shaft.

He grabbed my hips, pushing and pulling, back and forth, my pussy running up and down the length of his erection. I reached back, placing my hands on his own, meeting his thrusts and movements. I arched upward and moved our hands to my breasts. He grabbed them, twisting and pinching my nipples. I held myself steady as he continued to pound and fuck me without reservation. I felt the pressure building between my legs. I reached down and fondled my clit with one hand, grabbing his muscular ass with the other, pulling him an inch deeper.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I whimpered.

It was the only word I could muster as a wave of intense pleasure washed over my body and out my pussy. I exploded in a fury of wetness, my cunt gripping his cock as he released his own hot load inside me. I collapsed onto the desk, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of my orgasm. He continued to slowly rock back and forth, his own climax subsiding. I fold my arms, resting my head on my hands, and let my heart rate slow down. I could hear him breathing heavily behind me and the distinct sound of his belt scraping across the tile floor as he gathered his things. I didn’t look up. I didn’t have to. I closed my eyes and relished in the euphoria until I heard the office door close. He was gone.

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