It was a bright but muggy morning in July. John was taking every care he could, not to get hot and flustered. He had an interview and the last thing he needed was damp sweat marks showing on his freshly ironed shirt. He was trying to stay focused and prepared. Even muttering to himself responses to imagined potential questions. He must've been muttering too loud as he was getting odd glances and chuckles from some passers-by.
“My flies aren't undone, are they?” his paranoid mind suddenly screamed at him. He quickly looked down and his right hand went to his crotch. All good there. No open flies but he couldn't help thinking in this morning's heat the extra air down there would've been welcome.
He left home with lots of time as he'd needed to get across to the other side of London. Now he'd arrived very early for the interview. Over fifty minutes early. But on the positive side he wasn't rushing and he wasn't sweating. Looking around he saw down a side street, just tucked away, a sign for what looked like a place he could have a quiet unharried coffee and wait.
John crossed the road and headed down the side street to go get his quiet coffee. Outside he could see that this was certainly no Starbucks. It appeared to look a bit exclusive. There appeared to be nothing else nearby so he entered feeling self conscious and hoping that it wasn't going to become a very expensive cup of coffee. Inside was a contrast to the bright sunshine outside. The sunshine from outside was half shielded by blinds that had been lowered and the sunlight that entered this cafe was being reflected around the room by the tables next to the windows.
John paused needing a moment for his eyes to adjust to the new light. During this time a waiter had stealthily approached John. The waiter showed him to a circular booth table. Where John sat with his back to the wall and surveyed the rest of the cafe area. There was only one other customer present and he sat fully suited, reading a newspaper to the rear of the cafe.
The waiter shortly returned with a menu.
“Just a black Americano, please”. The waiter swiftly departed and within two minutes a large cup and saucer containing a steaming black Americano was placed in front of him.
John dropped a couple of brown sugar cubes in the coffee and slowly began to stir. As he watched his spoon swirling through the dark depths of his coffee, he began again to think about the interview ahead.
His thinking and swirling was suddenly distracted when light burst into the cafe as someone then entered. John looked up to see a slim elegant and professionally suited woman walking across the room to stand a couple of tables in front of him. John couldn't help but study her as he continued to stir his coffee. She had blond hair and looked very assured and confident. There was an inherent air of confidence with her. The woman's makeup was understated and subtle. However, her business suit was professional, it exuded a sexual dominance which included a very self assured, very short pencil skirt. John wasn't able to ignore the very long, very shapely toned legs. They were further enhanced by the shoes she was wearing.
The woman then placed what looked to be an expensive looking handbag on her table. The waiter who had shown her to this table then handed her a menu and again in a heartbeat had swiftly disappeared from sight. John wondered where such waiter skills were taught or was it a skill they were born with?
John continued to watch the woman. Mesmerised and still stirring. She moved the chair to sit down. As she did so she suddenly sneezed. It was a hot day so the pollen was high. She quickly and efficiently opened her handbag to retrieve a tissue to cover her nose ready for more sneezes to follow. But in her rush to grab a tissue another one had fallen to the floor.
John had now finally stopped stirring his coffee and put the teaspoon down. He was just raising his cup and taking a sip. When the woman in front spied her dropped tissue on the floor and bent down to pick it up. She had her back to John and with great suppleness she bent over and reached down to pick up the tissue. As she bent down the short pencil skirt raised up and despite the low light, John could clearly see, she had no knickers on!
John spluttered, the sip of coffee spraying out his mouth in his exclamation of breath and he realised he may just have made an audible whimper. The woman had straightened up and was returning the tissue to her handbag, when she paused at hearing John. To John's embarrassment the woman then turned her head around, looked at John and gave him an amused smile.
John gulped.
He could see there was such a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. John tried to muster some control and confidence by giving what he hoped was some sort of casual and nonchalant smile in return. It may have worked but as his right hand was visibly trembling, probably not.
With clear deliberation she moved the chair back under the table. Picked up her handbag and walked towards John’s table.
“Are you sitting alone?” asked the woman with a soft London accent.
John had to muster all his bodily control to allow his vocal cords to respond without squeaking.
“Err… Yes, no one else here.” John was lost and felt so out of his depth.
“Good”. She replied and swiftly sat down to John's right and moved in next to him in the booth seat.
He could smell her perfume and was now looking into such captivating blue grey eyes. That still twinkled with such wonderful mischief.
“Oh you can relax.” she said as she moved up close to John. He could feel the warmth of her soft thighs as they pressed against his.
“I’m Josephine and you are?” she asked her eyes looking inquiringly at John.
“John.” He replied trying hard to stay calm.
“Do you approve of my dress and my way of keeping myself cool in this heat?”
“I do. Very much so.” replied John now find control in his voice.
The waiter had now appeared to take Josephine's order.
“A cold ice lemon tea please, plenty of ice.” Said Josephine. The waiter yet again swiftly departed.
She turned her gaze on him again. Her eyes traveling down to his crotch.
“You should do the same. Your poor cock must be suffocating in that underwear and trousers. You've definitely no room for that erection you're getting.”
Josephine was right. John's cock was growing. The feeling of her thighs against him and her scent was causing his cock to grow and it was now straining against his underwear. He now also realised that he was staring at his crotch as was she. He got harder still and his cock visibly twitched and strained beneath his trousers.
“Oh look, there you go. What did I tell you? No room for movement.” She moved her body closer. John could now feel one of Josephine’s pert soft breasts pushing up against his upper arm.
John had to agree. “I think you're right. My cock is needing more room.”
With that her left hand went down and gripped the top of John's trousers around his belt buckle, then her right hand found his fly and in one swift smooth motion unzipped his trousers. Her left hand then released its grip and plunged into the now open fly.
Now John was wearing trunks and he never buttoned them up. So it was now easy to access to his engorged cock and almost immediately John could feel her fingers make contact with his stiffening shaft. John took an involuntary intake of breath as Josephine's fingers then curled around his cock and began to pull him free from the constraints of his underwear and trousers.
Suddenly John was aware of the waiter now approaching with the cup of ice tea with lots of ice as ordered. Another audible squeak left John's lips. As the woman still firmly clutched his cock with her left hand but moved it downwards so the overhanging tablecloth obscured the view. Then with her right hand she accepted the ice tea from the waiter, all the while providing the waiter a cheerful relaxed smile whilst her left hand still held John’s aroused cock.
“Thank you so much” she casually said as John felt her start to pull back his foreskin and then rub the exposed purple head gently between her thumb and forefinger. Gently squeezing his glans.
“Would you care for anything else, any food?” asked the waiter.
“Oh no, I think I've now got all I require. What about you?” Josephine turned her head to look inquiringly at John as did the waiter.
John's mind screamed. What game was Josephine playing and why couldn’t the waiter just fucking go! He was standing there looking at him as his cock was being slowly and wonderfully manipulated just in front of him, hidden by only a tablecloth.
With the greatest control John managed to say “No, I'm fine. I don't need anything more.” With that the waiter disappeared off.
With her gaze still on him Josephine said. “Don't need anything more?” Her right eyebrow raised. “Oh well in that case.. “ Her hand immediately let go of his cock. She continued to gaze at him with her eyebrow raised. Daring him to say he didn't want any more. John could see in her eyes that she knew just how much he was getting aroused by her and how much he wanted her to carry on.
“Interview? What interview?” thought John.
Josephine smiled. “Well as you did get a view of my pussy. Now let me have a look at this cock. It felt like a very healthy specimen in my hand.“
She lifted the tablecloth aside and there, still standing very proud, foreskin still pulled slightly back was John's erect cock.
“Mmm a wonderful specimen indeed and such a nice thick vein at the top of the shaft.” She traced her finger down, the tip of her nail lightly touching John’s purple head, then over his pulled back foreskin and along the thick central vein that ran down the bottom half of his shaft. John’s cock twitched as she did this and he let out a sigh.
“This does seem to be pleasing you.” She quickly took a sip of her ice tea and then picked out a small ice cube and placed it in her mouth, swirled it around and then held John’s cock firm and again pulled his his foreskin fully back. She then shifted her position, bent down and took John’s cock in her mouth. Slowly letting the feel of her chilled tongue and mouth take full effect.
The shock was two-fold and the pleasure was double. The shock of the sudden and exquisite coolness of her tongue slowly sliding over his hot hard aroused purple head and the shock of it being done in this café.
The pleasure was profound. Her chill tongue felt glorious on his cock and he had to admit having his cock out, sucked and played with in a public place was a massive turn on.
John couldn't help himself. His head rolled back, his mouth opened and soft moans came out. Her mouth and tongue felt so good the ice cube was melting. The water and her spit were mixing and running down his hard shaft. John raised his head looked back down and moved his left hand to touch her blond hair. He moved her hair aside so he could see her lips around his cock. He then moved his right hand and began to cup her breast. He could feel it's softness in his hand. He moved his thumb around and as he did so a very erect nipple could be felt.
“God. You're going to make me cum if you continue.” John had to say this as the feeling was just too good and if she suddenly started to stroke him too he knew he'd succumb and reach that point of no return.
Josephine lifted her head and said “Yes I can taste some pre-cum on your tip. Don't want you squirting that hot cream of yours just yet.”
They both looked down at John's glistening erect cock. Wet with ice, spit and a little pre-cum.
“Perhaps I could calm myself down a little and focus my attention on you?” asked John realising that his cock wasn't going to be able to go back into his trousers anytime soon. He turned towards her, his right hand sliding over the top of her very soft smooth left thigh.
“Oh yes?” Josephine slid forward slightly and opened her legs slightly wider. She raised her skirt up so John could now see her pussy between her soft thighs. It’s soft trimmed pubic hair on show.
John's hand slid further up and he looked back up into Josephine's eyes. They were so alive with mischief and lust. Then his index finger brushed the edge of the moist lips of her pussy. It was Josephine’s turn to then take an involuntary gasp, the soft sigh escaping her mouth as she bit her lip. John's finger delicately teased a bit more. The soft movement of his finger caused Josephine's pussy to flow with more of warm juices.
She placed her hand on his, her eyes now completely focussed on his eyes and said “You settle up our bill. There's a very convenient toilet more than suitable for our needs just down on the left side. I'll go ahead, just knock twice and I'll let you in.”
Josephine then put a finger to her pussy, pushing it into herself so when she pulled it out, it glistened with her juices. She briefly looked at how wet her finger was and then put it to John's mouth.
“Taste me.” she said and put her finger up to John's lips. He could smell the fragrance of her pussy on her finger. He opened his mouth and she slipped her finger into his warm wet mouth.
John could distinctly taste her pussy on her finger. The unmistakable tang of her feminine musk. She saw his cock involuntarily twitch again as he tasted her.
“Settle up and meet me.” she said as she withdrew her finger and touched the tip of his nose. She then gave a very mischievous grin, stood up, grabbed her handbag and strode purposefully down the cafe to the toilets.
John sat there momentarily stunned, with his mouth gaping and his cock still out. He then gathered his wits. First he tried to get his cock back in his trousers. But he was still too hard and his cock was that bit too big just to just slip back in.
So he would have to stand up to get more freedom to allow him to get this erection back under wraps. Though, the erection would be a very visible bulge in his trousers.
As he stood up he picked his jacket up too. It was just as well he did, as at that moment the waiter appeared and headed towards him. John quickly held the jacket in front of himself, hiding his still exposed cock.
As the waiter approached he held out a slip of paper.
“I assumed that sir was wanting to settle and also would be paying for the lady too?” said this most efficient and worryingly perceptive waiter.
John was grateful that he could easily grasp his wallet for his cards from his jacket. After all he was still standing there with his cock out with just his jacket obscuring the view. Carefully he opened his wallet to take out a card.
“Please have contactless.” thought John.
“Sorry sir there's a fifteen pound minimum charge to be able to use a card and your bill is only nine pounds ninety-five.” said the waiter with what appeared to be some amusement.
“I swear he knows I'm covering my cock.” thought John. Then fighting down an urge to just move his jacket aside to make it easier to get hold of a ten pound note out and expose his cock in a ‘Fuck You’ moment. John remembered he had a tenner tucked in the back of his credit cards. He pulled it out and not bothering to straighten it, slapped it down on the table.
“Do please keep the change.” said John and moved to get past the waiter, to head towards the toilet. “Just going to make use of your facilities.” he continued as he headed past the waiter.
“Of course sir.” replied the waiter as he picked up the money before disappearing again.
His heart now beating hard. John entered the toilet area. Just a single door to a unisex toilet stood before him. He approached it, raised his hand to knock. Noticing that his cock was still out of his pants but now only semi hard. John decided to keep it out and praying that it would be Josephine who answered the door. He knocked, twice just as instructed.
After a moment's pause the door opened. There she stood, her eyes twinkling with such mischief and such a knowing confident smile on her face. That smile and her shoes was all she wore. John's mouth gaped open as took in the sight of her perfect breasts with gorgeously erect nipples. His gaze went down over her very toned stomach to clearly see a full frontal of her neatly trimmed pussy that he'd just recently tasted on her fingers.
“Do you want to stand there and gape or perhaps come in and taste me properly?” She moved aside to usher John in.
This unisex toilet was no shabby affair. It was far plusher than many he'd experienced in some expensive hotels he’d stayed in. The toilet itself was tucked discreetly away in the corner and the majority of the room was taken up with a sink on a counter that was at least two metres wide with a large mirror covering the wall in front of the sink. John stared into the mirror. The lighting was subtle and a warm yellow. No harsh bright lights. There in the mirror was Josephine, her perfect arse beautifully on show and there to her right in the mirror, still by the door, was John. Jacket handing in his arm and his cock now aroused again standing out proud.
“Now your attention is required.” said Josephine as she walked to sink. She turned to face John and leaned back on the spare expanse beside the sink. She then opened he legs slightly and put her hand to her pussy and slowly started to rub and play with herself. John could see her finger push in between her soft pussy lips. Josephine could feel her juices flowing over lips again. That wonderful feeling of her lips being lubricated by her own juices.
“You owe me some oral satisfaction. So, come on, kneel before my pussy and let me see, no, feel you put your tongue to proper use.” she stopped playing and waited for John. John dropped to his knees and shuffled closer. He could smell her moist pussy and God he loved it. Such a distinct and intimate fragrance.
He then suddenly put his hands around behind her knees and lifted her legs up off the ground and parted them further. He then quickly had her legs hooked over his shoulders so Josephine was supported and her beautiful pussy was now open, her lips almost parted and kissing distance from his face.
“Oh, that's right. You take charge.” said Josephine seeing John's face just inches from her pussy. She could feel her pussy tingle in anticipation of being kissed and licked. She could also feel more juices being secreted in preparation of a probing tongue or finger.
John moved his face closer, his tongue reached out and in one long purposeful motion he licked Josephine's pussy upwards from the bottom so close to her anus, over her lips which released sweet juices onto his tongue and then just teasingly over her clit. Josephine murmured and sighed softly. John's tongue then began to probe more deliberately. Lapping at her lips and sliding inside between them, then sucking them. All the while he enjoyed the intimate feminine taste her pussy shared with his tongue.
Josephine leaned further back. Resting against the mirror. Her eyes half shut but from time to time half open watching John head moving slightly and seeing the concentration on his face as he focused on her pussy. She knew right now his world of vision and focus was just her pussy. The feeling was wonderful and her legs relaxed further so she opened her legs wider and her pussy as a result. She could also feel that her nipples were so aroused and she moved her right hand to stroke one. It was so sensitive and seemed to be wired to her pussy as it reacted to her brushes and soft tweaks of her nipple.
John brought his left hand around. He was going to tease Josephine's clit further. He could feel she was definitely enjoying the tongue action and now he thought he'd push her a bit further. He placed gently his thumb and forefinger around the very wet hood of her clit. It was soaked from both his spit and her own juices. He then gently applied pressure so he could almost feel her aroused clit beneath the folds of soft skin on his thumb and finger.
Then he slowly rubbed and squeezed the outside surrounding area of her clit, teasing it by not giving direct contact until he felt her tension building with moans and then still held between thumb and forefinger his tongue would flick and lick the tip of her clit. Then John let go of her clit and instead sucked it hard into his mouth. Causing Josephine’s clit to be sucked deep between his lips and teeth, where he now applied gentle pressure. Gasps came hard from Josephine's mouth. He could see her clutching her breast, feeling her around nipples.
“Yes I'm paying her back, with interest.” he thought. Then another impulse crossed his mind. “See how she responds to this?”
John put his hands back under her knees and lifted them up higher, quickly. In doing so Josephine's arse became exposed. It was also slightly parted and glistening with dribbled spit and juices, John put his tongue in and with it’s tip rimmed her open arse. He pushed it deep into her dark most intimate hole.
Josephine was getting completely lost in the moment and the sweet sensations. She could feel herself building up so nicely for a deep shuddering orgasm The swell of the wave was building up. She intended to let this brew and build. Though she did wonder in this position how John would deal with potentially being squirted over. Because at this rate he was going to get quite soaked and it wouldn't be fair to cum over his suit. Then suddenly she felt John's tongue go in and around her arse. Any intention of controlling her orgasm was gone. It now had control.
“Quick let me stand.” Josephine exclaim. John released her legs and Josephine quickly stood up just as her body began to shudder. She parted her legs and with her right hand vigorously rubbed her clit, she then felt and almost heard an audible pop as she gave a convulsion and her juices just exploded in a wide spray from her pussy. Her juices ran down her legs in multiple milky rivulets.
She gasped and groaned. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck yes! Oh you’ve really made me squirt!”
John who had moved aside as Josephine had stood and spontaneously cummed, saw all her beautiful juices running down her legs. He quickly moved closer in and from Josephine’s knee he began to lick the juices running down the inside of Josephine’s thighs. He savoured it’s rich musky saltiness.
Josephine put her hands on either side of John’s head, as he licked up to her soaking wet pussy and then tilted his head back so she looked into his eyes as she said “Get your clothes off and fuck me now!”
John immediately stood up. His cock was standing out proud from his trousers again. He bent down to undo his shoe laces. His shoes were quickly flicked off with one sliding across the floor to the other side of the room. He then unbuckled his belt, undid the top button and then slid both his thumbs down either side of his underwear and pulled them down with his trousers. Both feet were quickly stepped out of the trousers. He picked them and stood there looking for somewhere to hang them.
He saw himself in the mirror. Shirt and tie still on, a full on erection poking out from the bottom of his shirt with his balls showing below. He then just threw them down, loosened his tie, undid his top two shirt buttons and slid his shirt off over the top of him. This too joined his trousers in a pile.
“There naked.” he thought. Apart from his socks he realised as approached Josephine. His erect rigid cock leading the way.
Josephine's eyes were ablaze with passion as she watched John's large hard cock approach her. Her pussy throbbing with anticipation of feeling that cock deep inside her. Thrusting and sliding its full long thick hard length back and forth. Feeling every detail of this cock inside her, with its foreskin and thick proud vein.
“Get that fucking gorgeous cock inside me.” said Josephine in her wonderful London accent.
John took hold of Josephine's legs again. He raised them up off the ground so that Josephine then lent fully back with her head against the mirror behind them. Josephine put her left leg onto John's shoulder whilst John held the other, opening Josephine out so her pussy was fully exposed before his cock. In his right hand John held the hard shaft of his cock. He pulled his foreskin back tight, exposing his aroused purple head. Then in slow deliberate motions he rubbed the head of his cock over the wet lips of Josephine's pussy. Rubbing her juices over his cock head. Then using the shaft he tapped his now wet purple head over the hood of Josephine's exposed clit. Feeling Josephine's clit rubbing against the frenulum of his cock. The feeling of her soft pussy lips on his cock and the sensation of her warm juices over his glans was so delicious. It took every bit of willpower not to just bury his full length deep inside her hard. But he wanted to tease her further make her lose any control.
Josephine could see it all. She could see John using his cock to tease her pussy and damn it, it was fucking working! More juice run from her pussy. There was nothing she could do about it or want to do about it.
“Get it inside you tease.” she said.
John then moved his cock down, let it go, so it fell onto her welcoming vulva and his cock parted her lips and she felt his head open her up further before his long shaft then entered her.
Josephine couldn't help it, a deep moan came out of her mouth. She could feel his cock going deeper as he slowly worked it back and forth. Deeper and deeper each time. So thick, so hard and damn, it was big.
John then took hold of her left leg by her knee and did the same with the other. He now held Josephine completely open wide and prone to his cock. He too moaned as he felt the glorious sensation of Josephine's warm wet pussy tightly enveloping his cock. Despite her juices he still needed slowly work it in. Slow deliberate lunges back and forth, to get more juices worked onto his shaft and to coax Josephine's pussy to relax and allow him deeper inside.
Now he was fully in. He was watching his shaft sliding back and forth. Josephine's juices shining on his shaft, the thick vein at the base was now glistening as it vanished and reappeared from Josephine's soft lips.
They were both moaning and gasping. John leaned his head forward to meet Josephine as she raised her head and they kissed deeply. Making each other pant as they needed air. Sweat was pouring down John's chest and back and he could see that Josephine's chest between her breasts was slick with sweat too.
Josephine looked up at John. “Fuck me hard and fast. Let's cum together.”
Without further encouragement John increased the pace and deepened his push as he fully entered Josephine. He pushed hard against her clit with each full lunge. Josephine moaned and gasped on each deep lunge, John was panting and grunting and a wonderful wet slapping sound was made on the pinnacle of each thrust as their groins bumped together. With every lunge John watched Josephine's breasts wobble, her nipples bouncing on top of her beautiful breasts. His eyes tried follow Josephine's nipples as they danced about, they looked almost painfully erect.
Josephine could feel John's cock getting even harder and bigger. She wasn't sure how it was possible considering just how erect and firm it was when she felt it enter her. His lunges were also getting harder and so much deeper. She could feel his heavy balls slapping her arse with each deep thrust inside her. The feeling was now just too much, she hoped John was going to cum very soon because she was certainly going to cum for the second time. It was going to be big and nothing was going to stop it. There were now three people in this room. John, Josephine and Josephine's impending orgasm. She was now a passenger, the orgasm was in charge of her body.
Josephine let out a scream and her body would only allow her to get the following words out of her mouth. “God! Yes. Cum!”
John could feel his orgasm building. The base of his cock was almost buzzing and all his thigh and arse muscles were now clenching. This he knew was going to a long hard messy cum. Then on his next thrust it started.
John had to brace himself as he could feel his knees begin to buckle. So all he could give was a gasping reply. “Cumming!”
Just as Josephine's orgasm began with butterflies and spasms building up inside her, she could now feel the release inside her of John's hot spunk. A hot flood launched deep inside and more could be felt being released as he continued to thrust and pump the cum out of his cock. Now Josephine's orgasm replied. It was going to have the last word!
With a load of John’s cum already inside her and more being pumped out, Josephine's orgasm unleash its, pent up, hot fountain. As John's last thrust ebbed back and before its impending return Josephine's juices flushed out. John could almost hear a squelch as suddenly Josephine’s orgasm squirted out drenching John's groin and thighs in her juices and his own cum. Josephine’s muscles spasmed so hard and forcefully that John’s cock was pushed out of Josephine’s pussy causing more of her abundant pussy juice and John’s thick milky cum to be flung and splatter over them both.
Both John and Josephine were now gasping for air. They looked at each other and the state they were both in. Then started laughing between the heavy gasps. John released Josephine's legs and leaned forward for more passionate kisses to be exchanged. John cusped Josephine's breasts her skin was slick with sweat.
“Mmmm I so adore your breasts.” said John as his thumbs rubbed Josephine's still very erect nipples.
As he stroked and caressed Josephine's breast he looked down at her pussy. Josephine's legs were still open and John could see his cum still seeping out from between Josephine's pussy lips.
With his other hand he reached down to touch Josephine's pussy and feel the cum that was trickling out. Josephine jolted and let out a gasp as she was now very sensitive down there from just cumming.
“It's ok.” she said as John continued to gently feel and admire her wet lips and aroused clit.
“That was just too good. We've soaked each other.” said John now looking down at himself. His cock still semi aroused and wet with their cum over his balls and pubic hair.
“A delicious fuck.” said Josephine. She reached down to her pussy and rubbed her fingers into the cum around her lips. As before she put her fingers into her mouth to taste their cum cocktail. She was just about to say more when suddenly on the floor, by her clothes, her phone started to vibrate and make an urgent sound.
“Shit my alarm!” said Josephine. “I've an appointment I have to attend.”
John suddenly remembered his interview. He looked at his watch.
“Fuck! I'm going to be late.” He moved over to his clothes quickly. “So sorry but I really must dash too.”
John started towards his clothes in a panic. He quickly grabbed hand towels to clean himself. As he wiped the cum off his cock and balls he couldn't believe just how much spunk he'd made. He then thought just how much must now still dribbling out of Josephine's pussy. He started to get aroused again. There was no time for more fun and he quickly started to try and get dressed. As picked up his underwear he found that he'd managed to get them wet and in a quick decision decided to throw them back on the floor. He’d have to go commando. He pulled on his trousers and then his shirt. His fingers jittered as he tried to fasten buttons.
Josephine was quickly dressing but completely calm. Yes, she too was reaching for towels to stem the flow of cum but as John noticed all seemed so effortless for her. Very quickly she had her skirt and top back on. Almost seeming to just step back into them. By the time John had got his shoes back on Josephine was touching up her makeup and checking her hair. As John looked at her now he would have never guessed that she had just fucked him in the toilets. He on the other looked like he'd run a hard 10k in his suit. He looked at himself in the mirror there was nothing he could do to improve it. No make-up for him to apply. He looked at his watch again.
“Fuck! Sorry I’m really sorry I have to run.” said John.
Josephine approached him. Gave him a kiss and said “I know. Go. Get to where you need to be.”
John looked dumbstruck. “Go!” said Josephine and John's panic kicked back in and he fled out of the toilet.
Back in the dimly lit café John quickly headed to the door. As he did, he noticed the waiter smirking at him. John glared and gave him the finger as he exited the door.
Outside he walked as quickly as he could without running to the office. As he paced he tried as much as possible to either sort out his hair and smooth out his clothes.
“God I bet I really smell of sex.” he thought as he paced and trotted to the entrance to the office and up to reception. Now he was Commando in his suit he feel his cock flapping about as he walked briskly.
Five minutes later John Sat outside a meeting room waiting to be called in for an interview. He'd managed to calm himself down and had at least now stopped the sweating on his brow.
The door suddenly opened and a middle aged bald man popped his head around the door to look down at John.
“Ah yes. Do please come in.” and with that his head disappeared from view.
John got up and entered the room. Three interviewers were at a set of desks side on with the gentleman who had called him in still standing up by his chair. In front of them was a single prone chair.
“Do please sit down.” said the balding man gesturing to the single prone chair.
“Oh deep joy. A full on panel interview.” thought John as he cautiously approached the chair and sat down.
The balding man, who sat facing John on his furthest left, introduced himself.
“Hi I’m Mike.” he then turned to the woman sitting to his left in the middle of the panel.
John then met the eyes of the woman next to Mike. His heart stopped. There sitting next to Mike and giving John a very amused smile was Josephine. John just knew he’d now flushed.
“Hello.” she said in her lovely London accent, “I’m Josephine.” John’s gaze never left her as she passed onto the introduction to the other gentleman to her left.
Josephine then said again with a very amused mischievous glint in her eye. “Perhaps you can start by introducing yourself and telling us what experience you've had so far?”
Then visible only to John as he sat directly in front Josephine, she opened her legs and John couldn’t help but see that still had no knickers on and… and was that their cum he could see still glistening on her pussy?
John started “Well I… “ he then audibly moaned again as he noticed that his flies were clearly undone and there was definitely a large cum stain on the front of his trousers.
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