Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 10

I paused, taken back by her open and friendliness. We were still under mild covid restrictions, so it wasn’t very common for people to just start random conversations inside shops and things. But the days upbeat confidence coursed through me and I shrugged of my usual nerves to accept her invitation.

“That would be great, only I’ve just finished my coffee” I replied pointing to my empty cup, but quick as a flash she offered to buy me another. Who was I to refuse a drink from the girl who I had been the inspiration for me to take on this journey, little did she know how responsible she was for the dramatic change in my life over the last few months.

She asked me what I would like to drink and I commented that I probably should not have another coffee as I would be up all night unable to sleep. As quick as a flash she retorted “sleep it overrated, there are much more fun things that you could do I’m sure” her eyes twinkling as she laughed loudly, returning to the counter and ordered me another drink.
She came back and placed her things down and took off her jacket. She was every bit as beautiful as on camera. She introduced herself as Ellie which I tried my best to not let on I already knew, and sat down. The conversation was easy, everything flowed from one thing to the next and we barely noticed the drinks being placed on the table next to us.

We both skirted around our current occupations, and instead I talked about my actual job and how I was furloughed but expecting news imminently about whether I would be retained or be made redundant. She offered sincere support extending a hand or rest gently on my knee, it didn’t feel out of place, more friendly than flirty but it was impossible for me not to feel a rush of blood down below and my face flush slightly.

I wasn’t sure if she noticed but she carried on regardless, talking about how she worked in media, but had managed to set herself up to work from home and how much she was enjoying it and the much improved work life balance that came with it. I laughed as I recalled her last show, feeling my jeans and panties tighten against my tucked cock and the metal plug inside me shift. She looked at me quizzically and I realised that my laugh would have seemed out of place.