On a Cold Evening

Part Ten

The duo completely lost track of time, and forgot where they were as they floated in a flood of endorphins and oxytocin. Mandy dared to let her hand explore and grabbed the strong appendage trapped between their bodies. He was big, and large, and she wondered if he wouldn't tear her asunder.

He pushed her against the sink, and as her butt touched the cold countertop, she froze, and her eyes flew open. She began to shake her head, trying to be the rational one among them, but his lips traveled to her neck, having lost the taste of her soft, succulent lips. Her breath hitched as he kissed her shoulder and palmed her butt.

"Someone will come," she whispered, and to her horror, instead of stopping as she had thought she would, he just went and locked the door.

"But...but...but" she stammered as he prowled towards her again.

"But nothing...no one will come," she shook her head, sure that the entire establishment knew what was going on behind the closed door.

"Just relax, we'll be quick," he reassured, already unfastening his trousers. This time, he turned her around, as she stared at them in the mirror, she began to pant. Seeing as he kissed her neck and licked ear made her cunt fill with moisture.

Her breath began to come in short, fast bursts as he raised the back of her gown and slowly pulled her thong to the side. He continued to romance her neck as he let his finger travel across her slit, his voice vibrating across her entire body as he groaned against her neck. She was really wet, making it easy for them to fuck as quick and fast as possible.

His other hand slipped into her bodice as he grabbed one large breast, rubbing gently. He continued to spread her moisture around with his finger as his hand paid homage to her big breast. He pinched her nipple gently as he slowly slipped a finger into her.

"Shhhh," he whispered in Mandy's ear as she let out a short soft moan. She arched her back, giving him better access to her pussy. Soon, he replaced his fingers with the round head of his penis, and Mandy bit into her lips as he slowly stretched her entrance, invading her folds and finally clearing the strings of cobwebs that had gathered there.

"You are so tight" He groaned as he pulled out and thrust in again. Many's eyes fluttered closed as he deepened his thrust, reaching that far place that her fingers couldn't. Mandy had no idea that she had moaned aloud until his hand clapped against her lips.

Her eyes flew open and locked with their reflection as he increased his pace. With his hand clamped against her lips, he began to fuck her harder and deeper. Mandy stared at their reflection, feeling her juices gather as she watched him take control of her body. He breathed harshly as she held unto the countertop for dear life.

He parted her round cheeks as the sound of their sinful activity soon filled the quiet room. The sound was soon replaced by the wet sound of slippery moisture. He continued to plunder her cunt as she tried hard not to scream.

Mandy arched and turned, pulling him down for a kiss as she felt her passion crescendo. Her orgasm came like a wave, nearly causing her knees to buckle. Her pussy became even sleeker as he thrust even faster, his balls clapped aggressively over her clit, pushing her completely over that cliff that her mother had denied her reaching.

She moaned into his mouth as he continued to pound into her. Mandy held onto his neck as he continued to thrust into her core, hitting her womb mercilessly.

With a forceful groan, he pulled out of her and breathed harshly as he came into his hand. When he was done, he stared at her, finally catching his breath as she tried to pull herself into order.

He washed his hand, while she used a tissue to dry up the evidence of her desire from between her thighs. She was suddenly shy, as if he hadn't touched and fondled all her secret places only minutes ago.

"We should go," he said when he was finally ready, and Mandy nodded in agreement, her throat too dry to speak. She couldn't believe that she had let him take her in a restaurant bathroom, with several customers sitting innocently not too far away. What if they had heard her?

He turned the key just as someone walked towards the bathroom. The middle aged woman stared at them both, as if able to read their sins on their foreheads. She harrumphed judgmentally and walked past them.

When they were in the car again, Mandy finally breathed in relief. The walk out of the restaurant had seemed like she walked a pirate's plank, with her heart in her throat, and waiting to be called out for her wicked deeds.

The drive home was quiet, no one had anything to say. Maybe because they were both shocked at their actions, or because they didn't want to engage lest they pulled over by the side of the road to continue their sinful escapade.

That night, as Mandy slept, she saw herself flying to different places with James by her side. Within eight hours of sleep, Mandy had imagined them in every sexual position published in the famous Kamasutra print, she had even dreamt that he had slipped a ring on her finger while she slept in a queen-sized bed in a luxury suite in Greece. What about the two beautiful kids they had had, with a tiny dog to keep them company? A fantasy indeed, but one that she fervently wished for.

Her dreams, as vivid as they were, would sadly never come to pass as she found herself suddenly blocked on all communication platforms she and James had previously shared when she woke up in the morning.