Every Year

I sipped my drink again.

"We should introduce ourselves maybe, I'm David. Look, if you like I could give you a lift, we could avoid those guys for sure."

Was he fishing, trying to find where I lived? Surely not, he was older than my father. But then his whole body language suggested he was 'interested' in me.

"I'm Bethany," I replied, "you have not been here long have you? Do you run the shop alone, or - er - with your wife maybe?"

My tone made it obvious, I WAS fishing. He leapt in.

"On my own, I got divorced a year ago, decided on a new start here. Came from the North, this seemed a likely area. What about you. Still at school?"

My next action decided my fate for the evening. I decided to go 'on the attack'. I stood up to put out my cigarette and took my drink over to sit beside him on the couch. I sat very close, my thigh touching his. I turned to face him, and leaned over very close. I changed my voice a little, aiming for a lower, husky, sexier sound.

"Yes, still at school. Is it that obvious? Do I seem like a schoolgirl to you?"

He was interested, definitely, but embarrassed.

"Well, you look very grown up tonight. It's just the uniform. Last night, I remembered. But you look very different tonight."

"How do I look different?" I teased, leaning closer and looking in his eyes.

To be honest he wasn't a very attractive man but he was all I had, I just had to make the most of the opportunity. I put a hand on his knee, slid it upwards, towards his crotch.

I didn't give him the chance to reply, it was now or never!

"Tell me, David, do you find me attractive?"

He was flustered, surprised, he stammered a little.

"I definitely do, Bethany, I find you incredibly attractive."

He had to say that, didn't he? I was sitting there, obviously coming on to him, my right hand just touched his swollen cock under his trousers, my face was only inches from his. He just had to stare into my eyes, to look at the overdone provocative makeup, the long thick lashes, the full shiny lips. I smiled a little, put out my tongue to temptingly tease him, stroking it round to moisten my mouth ready for him. My red-tipped hand lightly touched his cock.