The lover of Lisa

We separated and he walked me back to the table with his hand around my
waist protectively. I gathered my things and Joe insisted that I provide
him with my cell phone number. I couldn’t come up with a good reason to
object, so I did. And then, it was time to flee. I wasn’t ready for
this, and after making a very weak excuse, and trying to not be a cock
teaser, I took my leave and made it back to the car before my legs
almost gave out from underneath me. I sat in the car and noticed my
breath was deep and ragged. My knees were still weak and my nipples
stood out like hard bullets. My body was aching for it to be filled, and
Joe’s scent was all around me. My sphincter clamped down in a shudder as
I had one of my mini orgasms sitting in the car, thinking about Joe,
tasting him, smelling him.

I drove home and wondered how I was going to tell Lisa about the mess
that I had gotten myself into.

When I got home Lisa was there. I could tell by the look on her face
that there was a level of concern. It wasn’t like me to be out and about
without letting her know. I walked into the house and fell into her
arms, breaking out in uncontrolled sobs. As she caressed me I started to
tell her what happened. We walked into the bedroom and sat next to each
other at the foot of the bed and I related everything. From my
uncomfortable meeting to the ultimate kiss. Somewhere along the way Lisa
lost the look of concern and I could see that it had changed. There was
a ting of lust in her eyes. As I finished explaining the kiss and how I
had fallen from grace, she leaned forward. “Was it like this?” she asked
as she moved her mouth to mine. She pressed into me and I opened to
receive her. Her tongue drove straight into me, re-igniting the lust I
had felt just a short time ago. Joe’s smell was all around me, on my
clothes, in my hair, and his tastes now mingled with Lisa’s. She took a
more aggressive posture, reaching behind my head and drawing me in to