Starbucks

Starbucks
Starbucks can be good for more than just coffee, it is often the hangout of intellectual types trying to make the grade. Me, Im just trying to look smart, sitting here, sipping my decaf soy iced caramel machiato. Occasionally i will bring a book and thumb through it, paying far more attention to the girls in the shop then the words on the pages.
Today I brought in the latest CURVE to read about some new breakout lesbian hottie. I was engrossed in the article, currently asking the incredibly hot girl from the cover if she's ever had sex with a girl before. The answer is yes regardless of what she tells the interviewer. "She's hot". I look up, brought back from my own pondering on whether or not the girl is gay. "IM sorry" I say, I don't know why I said that, I had heard what she said. I just couldn't think of anything better to say in response. "I said she's hot, she plays Marina from the "L" word." "O yea" , god IM lame. The voice belonged to a woman happening to be a spiting image of the intellectual types I sat there trying to attract. About 5 ft or so, thin with reddish black hair and a delicate face. She was wearing kakhis that fell just below her hip bones and a tight blue abercrombie long sleeve, she also had a sweatshirt tied low and skinny black frame glasses that sat on a short pointed nose. She carried a messenger type bag loaded with what looked like a weeks worth of work. Giving up on some witty response I go back to my article.
I hear her unpack her bag at an adjacent table. Trying to be sly I steal a look over at her but she quickly catches me. I smile and she smiles back, great, real smooth I think. As she heads to the counter I check her ass out shamelessly. Nice, for a second I imagine how perfectly her ass would fit in my hands. As she turns around I quickly avert my eyes and pretend to find something interesting in the juice case next to her. She smiles again and heads back to the table next to me. A couple minutes go by and I look over to her table and to my surprise my gaze was met with one of her own. Obviously not as bashful as I she held my gaze. mmmm I thought, captivating.
I broke first to look out the window. Another cloudy day, a light rain falling. My mind began to wander back to her sitting there next to me studying. A sideways glance showed a pen in her mouth and an intent look on her face. Damn, I wish I was that pen, her tongue twirling around and biting it lightly. I licked my lips and pulled at the lower one with my teeth. She made a noise as she stretched out next to me, through the tightness of her shirt I could see that her nipples were hard. She got up and headed toward the bathroom. As the door closed behind her I debated whether or not to follow. Ah, what the hell, you only live once.
I slid my chair back and tossed the magazine I had been reading on top of her books as I headed toward the bathroom. She was standing at the sink when I walked in and looked up at me in the mirror with half a smile on her face. There were only two stalls, one of which was handicap. Someone was in the first stall so I walked into the handicap one. The toilet next to me flushed and the stall door banged open and shut loudly against the frame. In the meantime someone else came in and stood at the sink long enough to wash their hands. I stood there waiting for the bathroom to empty. As the door opened and shut again I opened the door to my own stall and started to walk out.
I didn't make it very far before I was pushed back through the stall door and up against the wall. She kissed me hard on the lips and reaching behind her pushed the door closed, causing the latch to close with a metallic clink. Her hand found my nipple through my shirt and pulled it lightly, her other hand rested at the top of my jeans . Mmmm I moaned against her lip. She undid the button with one hand, making my stomach tighten with pleasure. Lifting my shirt and bra she put her mouth on my nipple. Willing her to put her hand down my pants, I pushed against her hand and grabbed her ass. I was right, perfect fit.
She finally gives in to me putting her hand down my pants and finding my clit with her fingers. She starts to rub slowly, then gradually faster, alternating speeds. I took her hand out of my pants and turn her so her back was against the wall. I kiss her roughly, with the same intensity I want her with.
I am clumsy undoing the button of her kakhis but manage and push them down a little. She pulls me into her hard causing me to lose balance and fall forward into the wall with my hands on either side of her head. She puts her lips close to mine barely grazing them, teasing me with her tongue. I put one hand on her ass and the other between her legs, feeling her heat and wetness through her underwear.
God, the scent of her is intoxicating making me pause a second to take it in. I wanted to maintain control but the situation was taking over and I couldn't wait anymore. Shoving her underwear aside roughly I pushed into her, immediately rocking her on my fingers. Half holding her up with the hand on her ass I take my fingers out and play with her clit sliding my finger up an down over it. I love the soft slippery feeling of her. I push into her again and pick her up holding her tightly against the wall while I move in and out of her. She moans into my mouth as we kiss making my fingers move faster. She bit and sucked my lip making me moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. I slow down to feel for the place to set her fire, finding it I am relentless. Hearing the door open I clamp my mouth over her s continuing to move my fingers faster, She wraps her legs around me, digging her heels into my ribs. It only makes me move deeper into her. I brush her clit and she gives an involuntary cry just as the toilet flushes next to us. The door once again opens and closes and I lower her to the ground and sinking to me knees in front of her in one easy motion.
I pull her pants down further and put my mouth where I know she wants it to be. Her hands grab my hair and pull me closer. I want every drop of her. I want to explore every part of her with my tongue. Reaching up I put my fingers inside her again and resume my earlier motions. She is moaning as loud as she dares, a restrained look of pleasure on her face. God she tastes so good, My tongue continues to play over her clit as she rocks in time with my fingers inside her. Again the door opens,, " closing time". The door shuts again with a soft whoosh of air. Damn! she gently moves my head away from her and brings her face down to mine to kiss me gently. With that she pulls up her pants and undoes the latch to the stall. With a last look she walks out but not before winking at me. "Ill see you at home". she says and she's gone.......