The day had been one of those stinking ones, a day which you would have wanted to end after two hours of working ; everything had gone wrong since Dave got up. His coffee cup's ear broke as he picked it up, fell on him, pouring scalding hot coffee tree all over his work wearing apparel. He had to get dressed again ; this made him five minutes tardy already, then his car didn't want to start ; he had to rush to make the bus and his five minutes became twenty minutes. The bus had to make a lot of check and in the end Dave made it to the spot an hour late. The boss wasn't happy, the work was piled high, so Dave skipped lunch, had a snack at three, and worked until eight. It was a very tenacious day ; he was too late to fascinate the last bus and had to expect and see if he could get a taxi. Overall a very shitty day.

Once he got home, he had a smell at his car and it started perfectly, at least it was the weekend and he decided that since he had such a bad day, he was going to go out to the social club. He needed a beer or three. Getting changed he drove the seven pulley-block to the club, it was a nice place boilers suit, they played nifty dancing music, the drinks was reasonably priced and they only stopped when the last person left. He paid his admittance fee, got the mould on the back of his paw and went inside, the bartender was Lucy. They casually flirted and even though they were both single, it never went boost than that. Dave never had thought about it, she had a killer body, clearly well-looked after, long red hair and she almost never wore any more than physical composition than red lipstick. Her blue eye always seemed to perch up when she saw him and at times she favoured him with a lovely smile, that smile flashed over her facial expression as she saw him take a seat.

"Hey luv, usual ?"

He nodded at her,

"Hey there lovely, keep one on the ice as well."

She nodded and soon he sat with a frigid beer, the side by side one lined up, but still in the fridge. She leaned on the heel counter, offering Dave and any other man in the vicinity a good flavour down her creamy cleavage.

"So what's up ? You look rather haggard tonight."

Dave sighed and took a sip of his beer,

"Had a tangible crappy day."

He quickly recapped the day and she tutted, shaking her fountainhead,

"Tell you what luv, you can hold a dig on me tonight OK ?"

Dave chuckled,

"Thanks Lu, but I'll pay this eventide if that's OK with you."

She flashed him a smile,

"Looking for something more ?"

He made a display of ogling her firm breasts,

"Hmmm perhaps, I usually get my brainchild from visuals."

She laughed and moved to another client, Dave finished his beer ; he took the next one with him as he headed for the dance floor. He took a buns at one of the tables lining the boundary of the dance floor, there weren't a lot of people dancing and that was probably why the girl immediately caught his attention. She wore black knee distance boots, a fateful miniskirt and as she was dancing with her back to him, he could only see that the top had an open dorsum and was sleeveless, the back was cut so low, he was sure enough she wore no bra at all. She was dancing alone, clearly enjoying the music, her farsighted black whisker moving along with her as she shook her head. Dave smiled as he watched her ; of course his beer ran out, so he went to get himself a new one. When he returned she was gone, so he watched the other hoi polloi as they danced, it was fun and he also caught a few move as he watched them.

He was drawing to the end of his beer when he saw her again ; she came to the floor and found a spot close to his tabular array. He could see the top more clearly now, it was loose in the front, it was cut in such a way that it fell in folds from her berm down to below her titty, baring a rather big cleavage. She had studs through her lower lip which glinted in the lights of the golf club, there was a tattoo run from her carpus up her arm and ending at her neck opening, he couldn't clearly see what it was. Her eyes were darkened with mascara and it made her eye looked like they smouldered as her gaze moved around the flooring. She smiled at him and he nodded at her, lifting his beer in an almost toast or salute to her. She laughed and favoured him with another smile, she started to dance and he watched as she shimmied and shook her organic structure to the pulsation of the music.

He finished his beer and waited until the Sung dynasty stopped playing, she looked at him as he got up ; he motioned to the nursing bottle and tilted it to show it was vacate. She nodded and kept dancing as the music went on. Strange enough when he returned with a beer and a shooter she was gone again, he slowly sipped on his whisky and beer. Laughter caught his tending and the girl came past with two others, they carried bottleful cooldrink, she gave his a little wave and he waved back. He smiled to himself, when he finished his deglutition he got up, he felt like dancing himself, so he strolled onto the flooring. He closed his eyes for a few second, allowing the music to get into his arrangement ; then he started to dance.

He opened his oculus only to find the fille like a few feet away from him ; she was dancing, almost like she hadn't notification him, but he saw her glancing towards him at times. He just grinned and danced, it was fun, almost like hitting the gym, a good, toilsome oeuvre out to get the blood pumping and the heftiness working. Only this was like the treadmill, a skillful cardio exercising, but his attending got pull out towards the girl as she danced. Then a guy came up to her, dancing close, almost crowding her, Dave could see the annoyance on her face, she wasn't enjoying herself anymore. The guy moved even closer, his custody touching her arm, shoulder joint, back as he tried to make what he called dancing look good. He failed miserably with that. Dave moved closer and tapped the guy on the berm ; he looked over his shoulder at Dave.

"What ?"

"Could you perhaps move to the side of meat a bit ? I want to see her dance."

"ass off dude."

Dave smiled,

"Nope, I'm sorry, but I have a penchant and you're interrupting it."

The man rounded on Dave,

"Listen motherfucker, I'll fucking recoil your ass if you don't fucking leave me alone."

Dave kept his smiling on his face,

"Actually you will try, but you will get removed by Greg over there by the door and I will go back to terpsichore. So quit while you're ahead."

The man looked him over and then at Greg, the bouncer who was looking at them right at that moment. He looked back at Dave,

"Just because you're white doesn't mean I'm going to back off fucker."

Dave sighed,

"Listen, you have a selection, either will her be and go hassle somebody else or get thrown out."

The man raised his mitt and shoved Dave away from him, or at least try to ; Dave took one stone's throw backwards and didder his head.

"I'm not dropping this…"

The clenched fist came from the side ; Dave ducked under it, swayed backwards away from the following one. He was no boxer, but he did pick up a few things watching the guys train in their part of the gym. The guy stormed at him, his clenched fist flying, but Dave slipped under a right and stepped to the English. By then Greg had turned up, his hulking form looming up between the two of them. The man of path tried to get at Dave, but a huge hand grabbed him by the choker and held him in place.

"What is going on here ?"

The man bickering towards Dave,

"That motherfucker were hassling me !"

Dave was about to answer when the fille stepped up adjacent to him,

"Actually he was busy hassling me, this man just told him to leave me alone."

Greg nodded,

"wellspring then, that means you have had enough of the club."

Greg pulled the man away from the dance floor, Dave sighed as he watched the man getting thrown out and then he turned to the girl.

"Sorry about that, I just didn't like what he was doing."

She smiled,

"No pauperism to be sorry, that was sweet, first clock time anybody have done that for me."

He returned the smile,

"fountainhead let's terpsichore, I did love the music."

She chuckled and shimmied away, slipping into a dance, giving Dave a playful jiffy, he chuckled and started to trip the light fantastic toe again as well. A few songs later he decided that it was clip for another drink ; he waited for the bridge between two Song dynasty, then he headed for the bar.

"Hey Lu, atomic number 79 and Lemonade."

"Coming up luv."

"Can I get a Coke please ?"

Dave looked at the little girl and she grinned up at him, she was much shorter than him, even with the high heels of her boots.

"So do you hold a public figure ?"

Dave smiled,

"St. David Knight, but mass call me Dave."

She stuck out her paw,

"Tamryn Tucker, people call me Tamsy."

Dave shook her hand,

"Good to come across you Tamsy."

"Likewise, so you come here often ?"

He nodded,

"Yeah, proficient bit in the suburb."

She motioned vaguely to a tabular array, when Dave looked he could see the former two young woman sitting there,

"Yeah they said so too, so far I think they're right."

He saw that the tattoo was quite a nice work of art ; it was a highly detailed dragon.

"So what do you do for a livelihood Dave ?"

Their deglutition arrived and Dave tapped his chest, Lucy nodded and moved away to put it on his tab,

"I'm a software engineer, interfering working on a payroll plan for the caller. In my free fourth dimension, I'm working on a low degree AI."

They had moved to a table as he talked and they say down,

"What about you ?"

She shrugged,

"Art student, tertiary year."

She motioned at her arm,

"I am planning to do this as well, but first I need the funds to get me set up and a bookman always needs money."

He nodded,

"Yeah I know, I finished my studies terminal yr, still paying off the educatee loan. It's hectic to be a scholarly person and having a need for Cash all the time. It sucks actually."

She nodded her agreement,

"So you live nearby ?"

He took a sip of his rum and lemonade,

"Yeah, seven blocks away at the Escalade flats."

"Hey I know somebody that lives there, Darian Julia Evelina Smith ? Think he lives in vapid number 28 ?"

Dave nodded,

"Yeah the lensman student, I know that he had visited me a few prison term to avail him figure out his editing software."

"Yes ! That's him. So you're the guy he always visits."

Dave grinned,

"Small cosmos hey ?"

She nodded,

"Yes indeed."

They continued talking, he found her quite appealing and of row with her being pretty it didn't hurt at all to verbalize with her. They danced a bit as well, but spent most of the time talking, it was well past midnight when Dave decided that it was time to go home. Tamsy bid him farewell, giving him a hug and a osculation on the cheek, heading where her friends probably was. Dave paid his tab, giving Lucy a overnice tip and headed out. Outside he stopped and scanned the parking lot, usually guys like the one Greg tossed out, lurked about to get even.

"He got in a car and left Dave, I checked him out. Big mouth no cajones, probably just went at you to keep open his rep as a bad ass."

Dave grinned at Greg,

"Thanks man."

They bumped fists and Dave walked to his car, getting his keys out, he got into his car and started the locomotive engine when he saw Tamsy coming alone out of the cabaret, looking around the parking lot. She didn't seem very happy about something. Dave pulled out of the parking quad and rolled the car up to the steps, he rolled down his window.

"Hey Tams, is something the matter ?"

The frown on her face turned to a smile when she saw him and came down the stairs,

"My friends left without me, their phones are off. I can bet you they picked up some guys and went home."

She was leaning forward, resting her arms on the unfastened window, the top opening up to show more of her buff peel and grueling breasts.

"Where do you endure ?"

"Gallaghan heights."

"fountainhead I am not going to let you walk to there, why don't I take you habitation ?"

She bit her down in the mouth lip, then slowly nodded,

"Sure, why not ?"

She opened the door and got in, settling her lowly manus bag on her lap, she slumped into the rear end as he pulled away.

"I can't believe they did that. I mean if they at least asked me it would accept been fine."

Dave smiled,

"You need to get you a wingman, or wingwoman in your pillowcase. Never leave without each other unless you tell them that you're going."

She looked over at him,

"Let me guess, usually if you have somebody with you and a hazard to get laid."

Dave nodded,

"Yup that one."

She chuckled,

"You ever played wingman Dave ?"

He shrugged,

"spinal column in college yeah, usually was the replicate D as well."

"Designated device driver ? You never went domicile with a confection little college girl ?"

He shook his point,

"Nope, was a bit of an obese guy back then."

She snorted,

"So ? It's about the personality, not what you look like."

He grinned,

"Perhaps, but not to me, to me it's all about what I look like."

She brushed her hairsbreadth over one shoulder,

"Ohhh you want to take care commodity ?"

He nodded,

"I try yes."

She seemed to think as she looked at him and then looked at the road,

"So what do you think of me ? Am I pretty ?"

He glanced at her,

"Yes you are."

"You're not just saying that ? I mean most guys don't like the piercings and tattoos."

He shrugged,

"I have seen middling daughter screw up their looks with piercings, tattoos, implants and you name it. You've done just enough, you look very pretty just the way you are."

He made the turn into the street she had mentioned she lived ; she motioned for him to stop at a five level building.

"Well this is me."

She got out and closed the door behind her, she seemed to hesitate and then leaned down,

"I suppose you wouldn't be interested in a maculate brew we students live on ? I think somebody labelled it filter coffee ?"

He smiled,

"If you have sugar, I'm game."

She nodded,

"I have sugar, not a good deal, but it should be enough."

He rolled up the Windows and switched off the car, he was looking forward to talking more with her ; she was quite a lot of fun. He got out and locked the car, following her to the front door ; she entered a code and opened the security logic gate. Stepping inside Dave allowed the logic gate to cluck close behind him, his first thought process was that she lived on one of the upper floors, but instead she led him down the small hall to the last door on the rightfulness. Unlocking the threshold ; she entered and he followed her inside. Of course of action it wasn't pristine, but it wasn't a mess either, he tried to incur a tidings to identify it all and finally came up with one. Art.

She pulled off her boots and waved her hand around the flat, it wasn't immense, but not a shoebox either. most of the affair that lay around were public figure made out of paper mache, papers, books even a few pencils. Leaning against the wall was story add-in and Dave assumed she used the figures to tie them.

"Interesting."

He walked over to a lottery, it seemed like she was busy making a myopic film from the cartoon she had laid out.

"That is for our final examination, we have to hand in a short circuit film."

Dave nodded,

"animation will consider a lot of time."

She sighed,

"I know right ? And the worse affair is that I'm way behind schedule."

He nodded as he looked her body of work over, she was good.

"Well if you want I can assist you with that, I have a petty program that links with editing programme like Corel haulage or Photoshop. You just scan your picture into the program and it picks up the basic personal credit line. You just select the points that you want to animate and it can animate the physical body for about two minutes."

"Wow really ? Why seaport't you brought it out yet ?"

He shrugged,

"study regulations. Any employment I bring out is lonesome right of the company, will most probably just get ripped off anyway."

"That blows. Well I will be very thankful, but I can't pay you for it though."

He snorted and waved her expostulation away,

"I want you to let it ; I don't want to sell it to you."

He stood up,

"By the smell of it, your percolator is spitting out that warm water already."

She nodded,

"Yeah it is old, but it gets the job done."

He looked around the apartment, there stood a computer in one corner, from the satiny short letter he took it to be a gaming box.

"So you biz ?"

She came to stand next to him,

"I used to, now I use it to work on. Processing speed, RAM and graphics are really just what I need."

He nodded and took in the scanner, while not new ; it was top of the line and only three years old,

"I guess talent from your parents ?"

She nodded,

"Yeah, was sort of a birthday present."

He smiled,

"That's a nice gesture."

He moved over to a lounge and sat down, stretching out his legs in front man of him, she went into the kitchen and came back, she stopped and he could see she felt a bit stymie,

"I forgot, would you like a cookie ?"

He nodded,

"Sure, why not just give me a taste of the one you took a bite of ?"

She came over to him and without hesitation straddled his lap, to say he was surprised would be an understatement. She leaned in and kissed him, her backtalk parted and her tongue slipped into his lip, then she broke the kiss and leaned back, a flush on her face, darkening the light chocolate-brown skin slightly.


"Gosh…that was all that was left of it."

He could notice a faint pep and grinned,

"well I will not complain about it."

"Oh really ?"

She arched an eyebrow at him and he nodded,

"Yes, really, there is nothing to complain about."

"Good."

She leaned in again, kissing him again, almost hungrily. He returned the osculation, only placing his hands on her back when she wrapped her blazonry around his neck. The tongue macho-man she wore glided over his spit ; she worked it around, clearly having a lot of experience with teasing with the stud. He could finger himself getting very excited as his workforce explored her humiliated back and slid over the smooth pelt of her exposed back. When she finally pulled back, she was slightly out of breathing time and gave him a smile,

"So much better than my friends."

He smiled,

"glad that I meet your approval."

She chuckled,

"Oh you met that at the club already."

She leaned forward again, looking into his centre,

"If you say you don't want this I will stop. I know some of you don't want to be with girls like me."

He arched an supercilium,

"lady friend with piercings and tattoos ?"

She grinned,

"Coloured girls you nut."

He smiled,

"If I had a problem I wouldn't have kissed you."

"Good, because I'm fucking horny."

She silenced any reply with another buss ; he could feel her bridge player sliding over his body, unbuttoning his shirt. She clearly wasn't a shy daughter once you got her in the mood and boy was she in the mood. Any button that seemed a little tolerant she just pulled off, her handwriting slid over his cutis as her spit fought his for dominance of each former's mouthpiece. He slid his hands over her buttocks, squeezing them firmly, making her push her hips forward, her groin grinding against his and moaning into the kiss. She opened his shirt, pushing it open to run her mitt over his tegument again, he was no tanned Hellene god, but he was no slouch in the gym either and it seemed to take in a very undecomposed consequence on her as she kept grinding her genitals against his solidifying stopcock, the heat emanating from her and her rapid breathing testimony to her own arousal. She suddenly drew away from him, grabbing clasp of her top just above her hips and pulling it off over her head.

She had full hips, thin out middle with a tone up tummy, she obviously spent practically meter working on herself as well, he stared as her chest came into persuasion, to the full, cycle and swaying gently with her movements. He saw in dumfounded awe, they were lovely, she sat there looking at him, gently biting her lower lip as if wondering if he liked what he saw. Fact was he did, he reached up, running his digit over her tummy with it's atomic number 47 belly ring, up to cup a breast in each hand, he looked up at her and smiled,

"Absolutely lovely."

She smiled back at him and gasped when he ran his digit over her brownish nipples, the he-man through them making them stand out proudly. He gently squeezed her knocker, she moaned softly as he slowly kneaded her breasts, he leaned forward, running his lingua over one nipple ; she pushed her fingers into his hair's-breadth arching her back to proudly pose her breasts to him. He practically worshipped them, kissing, licking and sucking on her nipples, using his clapper to wiggle the piercings, this seemed to drive her wild as she groaned and her workforce clenched at his hair.

After a lot of groaning and moaning in pleasure, she pushed his head away from her breasts and leaned down to kiss him hungrily, without a password she got up from his lap, she undid her mini and slipped it off, revealing a aphrodisiacal petty thong, the colored blue material barely covered her pussy. Dave sat up, pulling off his shirt, then pulled out his shoe and wind sock, his dungaree followed and left him in a visibly tent gray boxer. She gave him a smile and stepped up to him, he smiled back at her, pulling her into his weaponry, his hard cock pushing up against her as they embraced, their rim finding each other's. He cupped her defenseless tooshie, stroking them and squeezing firmly, making her moan into his mouthpiece, he felt a hand slip in between their torso, pushing the top of his boxer down over his dig. Her lenient hand clasped his pecker, not able to make around, she started to glide her hand upwards to the tip, suddenly pulling back from the kiss and looked down. She looked up at him with a grin,

"Now that is a very nice cock you have there."

He smiled,

"Thank you."

She gripped his bagger and pulled it down, marvelling at his hammer as it stood proud at attending, throbbing in the air in anticipation, she wrapped her around his shaft again and pulled the skin away from his straits, leaning in to lick up some of the pre-cum escaping his hole.

"Mmm…"

She got to her substructure, slipping the thong over her rose hip and with a minuscule shimmy sent it to the background, he admired her tranquil pussy, it seemed so wet and inviting. She took his hired hand, seemed to head for a doorway, paused and then pulled him to the kitchen ; the kitchen was neat, mostly built-in closet and heel counter, against an open constituent of the wall stood a tabular array, she led him to this, first he wondered if she wanted for them to drink coffee. Instead she stopped at the table and hopped on, pulling him to her parting her branch and grinning at him. He smiled at her, then he kissed her, she wrapped an arm around his neck, he felt her hand wrapping around his cock, slowly running up and down his shaft. He placed his helping hand on her lower back, holding her as they kissed and her hand slid up and down his shaft. A tight adhesive friction on his shaft and her pulling on it, made him be active forward, he felt the tip of his putz making contact with her soft, wet sass. She rubbed the tip of his cock over her wet lips, moaning as she teased herself with his throbbing turncock, she broke the kiss, looking up at him as she bit her lip and then slipped the tip of his cock into her kitty-cat. She moaned softly, letting go of his diaphysis, resting her hired hand on his shoulder, he pushed forward slowly, feeling her body open up up for his slowly intrusion and drawing a oceanic abyss moan from her consistence as he eyes slowly closed.

He kept pushing deeper, sinking his cock deep into her trunk, he came to her neck, feeling her wince slightly. He slowly withdrew, her muscles pulled at him and he slid forward again, entering her cervix, making her cry out breathlessly. He slid further down her tight puss, feeling her groin confluence his, he withdrew slowly and slid back in, making her moan with each motion. She held tightly on to him, her knocker pushing up firmly against him as he pushed against her low-toned back, keeping her close to the edge of the tabular array as he slowly worked his cock inside of her, feeling her hot breathing spell in his neck as she moaned deeply as he penetrated deep inside her. He started to pick up the tempo, stroking faster, settling into a ennoble rocking motion with his hips, feeling her slit contracting around his cock as she seemed to moan continuously, holding on to him like he was a spirit living in the ocean.

He felt her nails dig into his pelt, her breathing becoming erratic and her moaning increase in pacing, without warning a belly laugh erupted from her start out sassing, her legs squeezing him tightly, her nails breaking his hide as her tight pussy convulsed around his shaft, becoming almost vice-like in its grip and he could feel her juices forced past the tight fit of her lips around his jibe. It took her several minute to relax again, yet her torso kept shivering in orgasmic cloud nine, gasping for breathing place. She finally opened her eyes and smiled up at him,

"Wow, that was the fastest I ever got there."

She giggled,

"Come to think about it, you are the bragging thing I ever had inside me."

He chuckled,

"That could be it."

Her eyes widened suddenly,

"Oh shit, I've forgotten…uhm…"

She blushed,

"Do you have any protection with you ?"

He looked at her in disbelief,

"You think about that only now ?"

He smiled,

"Then again, I haven't even started to guess about it. Yeah, I have a prophylactic with me."

She seemed to blush even more,

"I'm sorry, I just got carried away a bit."

He tilted her head up and kissed her, slowly withdrawing himself from her, making her shudder and a delicate whimper escaped her sassing as he slipped out. He went to his wearing apparel and pulled out his notecase, he knew it was cliché to carry a prophylactic in the billfold for that"just in case"moments, but it did come in Handy now didn't it. He pulled off the neglige and slid the latex protection on, then returned to the kitchen.

"You're probably wondering right ?"

She looked at him as he came, he nodded,

"A minuscule bit yes."

She seemed to blush even more,

"I have forgotten to get my pills ; it only just dawned on me."

He chuckled,

"You really should get new ones."

She smiled,

"I'll put it on my shopping list, now get over here, we're not done."

He moved over to her, they kissed again, he moved closer, lowering her John L. H. Down onto the table, she rested on her elbows, the back of her school principal resting against the wall, he kissed her cervix, she moaned again. He kissed down to her white meat, sucking one teat into his mouth, then the former, she arched her back as his tongue played over the voiceless nubs. He had to acknowledge, he really loved her tit, he slowly kissed down her body, tonguing her belly ring and then he went further. Her legs parting for him as he kissed further down her organic structure, his spit reaching out to taste her wet lips and flick over her clit, a groan escaping her lips as she shuddered in pleasure. He looked up at her as she looked down at him, he started to slowly bat her soft lips, dipping his clapper into her velvet folds and her eyes closed as groan started to escape her consistency once again.

He loved his fair sex being vocal and Tamsy was being very vocal, her moan and moan telling him more about her delight than any speech would have told him. He ran his tongue over her clit, making her body shiver and then went on working his tongue into her wet pussycat, she seemed to savor the oral arousal and he started wondering who the friends was who she had mentioned earlier. She moaned out his name and he looked back up at her to find her looking down at him,

"Please ? shag me."

He stood up ; gripping his cock at the floor he slid it into her slit, pushing in as soon as her lips slid around his head, a tatty gasp followed his action. He leaned against the table, his resting on the top next to her body, thrusting into her, driving his cock deeper with each thrust. Her bosom swayed and bounced with each thrust, she had her head tilted back, pressed against the wall, moaning with her eyes closed as her pussy quickly lubricated the condom, saturating it as soon his bulwark was just as wet as her own with her juice. He kept on thrusting rich into her, moving faster than the offset prison term, their groins slapping loudly together, the kitchen filled with her loud moans, the slapping of their wet groins together and a singular mixed smell of the rich odour of coffee and their sex. This time the fast pace of his cock pistoning in and out of her closely confines had his orgasm rapidly on the wage hike ; he just tried to control back his impeding orgasm. It felt like he could not book out any longer when she suddenly sat up, forcing herself to rest on her limb,

"Oh God, oh God, oh FUUUUCK !"

She grunted, clenching her dentition and a loud scream salvo from her lips as her pussy clamped down on his cock, this suited him just fine as he pushed hard against her, feeling his cock sliding even deeper despite the ohmic resistance and he released his pent-up climax, throwing back his headway as it felt like his cock had just exploded in an array of pleasure. When he finally came down from his orgasmic high, he found her still shuddering through her orgasm, eyes still closed as she gasped for breather. He was gasping for breath as well. It took her retentive to recover this time and by the fourth dimension she had opened her center, he had caught his breath again. He leaned in to kiss her, she happily accepted his tongue and wrapped her arms around him, it took a longsighted metre for the osculation to violate and he slowly slid his softening peter from her. She leaned back onto her munition, looking at him,

"That was much better than I have thought it would be."

He disposed of the condom in her dustbin and grinned at her,

"You make it sound like you have planned it for some time."

She shrugged, making her breasts sway with the action,

"Only since you spoke up to that idiot at the club."

He arched his eyebrows,

"Oh ?"

She laughed,

"Hey every daughter wants a man to stand up for her OK ? It just made me hot that's the lone difference."

He smiled and moved over to her, leaning against the board,

"I'm glad that you did, you made this day much better."

She smiled,

"Yay, gladiolus I could do something good for you in return."

He returned her smile, then glanced at her rampart clock,

"I should get going, give birth some work that I need to get done tomorrow."

"Awww, do you really have to go ?"

He nodded,

"Sorry, but yes, I have to get some sleep."

She sighed and slipped from the table,

"OK, but can I at least get your number ?"

He grinned,

"You read my mind ; I do have to give you that program after all."

She hugged him and looked up at him,

"Thank you Dave, you really are a ripe guy."

He hugged her back,

"I do my best."

She briefly laid her head on his chest,

"Well it's perfect."

She let him go and after getting dressed, programming her number onto his phone, he bade her goodnight and leftfield, getting into his car he let out a breath, now that was something else. He grinned, well now his friends could not expect at him as the outcast anymore, he now had experienced sex with a girl of a different race. In fact judgment from the fille they have slept with, he just had sex with the hottest one, in fact he felt like the King, he laughed at his sentiment,

"Yeah Dave, you're being silly."

He started the car and drove off .