Old Flames And Extra Heat

"I bet your wife, don't do that!"
 
She has me pinned against the wall,
her mouth  
furiously working the length of me
palms on my thighs
each pull  
making me harder
 
"Should we go somewhere?" I ask

We are on a busy street
in a loading zone of a local retailer
her daring nature  
taking advantage
of our stroll  
tugging me into that spot
to toy with me
perhaps the threat of being caught
elevating the experience.
 
She doesn't answer,
can't answer
occupied by the weight of me
 
She pulls me out
to twist the tip
between her plump lips
before responding
 
"You close, baby?"
 
A few licks
gripping tighter
at the base  
before jamming me  
into her command  
 
I can feel the vibrations in my legs
the light-headed feeling of surrender
her devoted worship  
up and down all of me
 
"Oh fuck, yes..." I mutter
 
Her hands have moved to my ass
holding me firm
within the constant slide
of her fanatical slurps
ensuring I can't squirm away
 
The lust climbs
into an uncontrollable boil
 
her green eyes
locked to mine
 
Swallowing the entirety
into the heat of her mouth
working me hard
to bring it to the surface
in three quick spurts
 
She stands to face me,
unable to contain the pride of her mastery
a swift wipe of sleeve
across her mouth
into a confident smile
 
"I bet your wife, don't do that!"
 
I couldn't have predicted
that our brief catch-up over coffee
would lead us to this spill
and after her competitive desire
to deliver on that statement or promise,
it seemed in rather poor taste
to reveal that I was no longer married.