The Cafe

Preface: This story came to me as I was sipping coffee in a cafe while watching a sexy gentleman fix a creamy danish to go. His body captured my spirit and made my pussy swell with envy. I thought about him so deeply in that moment but I just smiled and took my coffee then went home. What if I could have had this man? I wonder what fun we would of had.

Meeting Veronica had to be the best thing that ever happened to a guy like me. An evening in a Paris cafe is where our eyes met. Even though the cafe is usually populated with regulars she stood out like a thorn on a rose.Big bouncy breasts that pressed against her tight white blouse made me sweat a little. Sitting on the bar stool, I watched her casually move among the people as her fat bottom gave everyone a surprise in their pants. Almost had to pinch myself because I knew this could only be a dream to see a woman like her at the cafe.My focus shifted when she caught me staring but I didn’t totally shy away from her hazel eyes. As we caught each others attention again, there was a smile that radiated on both of our faces. I motioned with my hand for her to come closer, but she shook her head no. 

The rejection stung like a million bees but I stayed cool and went back to sipping my drink. Still taking in her beauty, a soft hand began caressing my shoulder. “Himy name is Veronica,” turning around to see her pretty face she stood there smiling but oddly rubbing her nipples.”Oops, I’m sorry my nipples kinda hurt so rubbing them in circles makes me feel better.“Stunned by her words, I stood from the bar stool and leaned into ear whispering,”Well if your nipples have some hurt I can heal them rather quickly.” Not knowing if she would slap me or take my invitation, she reached for my hand and led me to the bathroom. My heart raced as she forced me down on the chair in the women’s bathroom. Licking quickly into my lips, she sat on my lap facing me with those big ass bouncy breasts. Instantly, her shirt ripped opened as her chest rose up and down waiting for my lips. I slowly sucked on each nipple as she breathed out in pure ecstasy. Licking them, each in circles reminded me of cotton candy at the amusement park which always had a sweet taste. In the mist, of me comforting her hurt nipples, the door slammed opened and a woman stood there watching us. Her stare almost made me stop sucking on Veronica nipples but as I paused the lady watching us took her shirt off too. Right then, I knew I had came to the right cafe. 

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