Strangers...

Your with your friends I’m with mine, you notice me the minute I walk in my friends and I cross to the bar at this point I’m still oblivious to your presence.
I only notice you watching me as I take seat across the room catching your eye I smile I realise instantly I have to have you.
A friend starts to talk and I desperately try to concentrate on what she’s saying but find my mind wandering thinking what it would be like to fuck you to feel your throbbing cock inside my already wet pussy I squirm in my seat just thinking about it looking your way not at all surprised to see you watching again I can’t stop myself biting my lip gasping in pain as draw blood I excuse myself to go to the bathroom to calm down knowing I won’t be able to hide it from my friends for much longer, holding your gaze I walk past hoping you’ll follow I walk down the narrow corridor and into the bathroom looking in the mirror I’m disappointed not to see you behind me.
Telling myself to get a grip and that I must have imagined it all but I was so sure I could see the hunger and longing in your eyes as I walked past.
Turning the cold tap on full I bend down to splash my face with water trying in vain to calm down suddenly I feel my skirt being pulled roughly around my waist, wearing no knickers makes it so easy for you enter my already dripping pussy, with all the force you can muster I cry out in pain you firmly place your hand across my mouth and thrust even deeper I bite your hand trying to stop myself from screaming out in pleasure with each and every thrust I feel myself becoming closer and closer to the edge and can feel you growing inside me I push back into you as hard as I can and with one final thrust you cum harder than you have ever before as do I my muscles clenching your already sensitive cock squeezing you for all your worth you collapse against me falling to the sink I look up and catch your eye in the mirror for a split second, before I know it you have pulled out and are making for the exit without a word not even pausing to do up your zip you walk away not glancing back.
I spend a minute cleaning up with reluctance wanting to keep some proof it wasn’t a figment of my imagination, I fix my make-up and walk back down the same narrow corridor full of the same anticipation I felt before this time hoping your still be at the bar but knowing you will have left already.
I walk back to my friends a slight smile playing on my lips as I sit back down explaining I didn’t feel well secretly hoping they would tell me to get home to bed which of course they did not guessing for one second what I had been up to I’m a good girl to them you see through and through only you Know I’m not our little secret.........

And home I went straight to bed with a little help I relive it all again