Cum Diaries: Whilst out meeting clients at a Coffe

Somehow I don’t think tea was what she had in mind as I walked into the tiny dark set apartment. The back of the government high rise block was exposed viciously to the elements. Balcony at waist height six floors up made me clench my ass tight as I peered over the black thundering sky into the traffic and cold hanging smog. To say I felt unsafe and not in my element was the grossest understatement of the year. On my wrist I wore a time piece that would be the combined salary of a few of these neighbors put together. That being said however the bar maid gained my trust and when she asked me to go over for a cup of traditional tea, I got hard just looking at her clean jaw line as she bite down on that pouty naughty bottom lip. One that I hoped would be caressing the circumference of me later on. I obviously had a few clients to attend to before I could clear the rest of my day so I told her to wait for me at the corner after her shift and we’d go that cup of traditional tea she’d mentioned. As I left the trendy joint she worked in that served the more Americanized “Starbucks” type of beverages I hoped that I’d see her waiting on the corner later on, I didn’t want to put money on it however. The young wild & free of this generation tend to forget so much nowadays, the mobile devices glued to their hands serve as perpetual reminding machines of anything and everything under the sun. Applications to tell them what they should be eating, apps with reminders to keep fit, they’ve even got Apps to tell them when their next period is due. Constantly zapping away taking pictures of everything, Geo tagging them as to be used as a reminder for fear of having to commit a single thing to their memory. It must be a lonely world inside these teens head nowadays. My aim was to put a big yellow hard hat on with a great bright water proof torch at the far end of my dick head and through the girls mouth go explore past her tonsils up this time not down her throat but into the caverns of her brain to see what’s going on in there these days. Pretty sure I was not going to find what I was looking for and pretty sure I wanted to blow a load in there maybe all my little henchmen would glue some sense into her. This was all imagination till this point, I wasn’t even sure if we were going anywhere other than maybe some small traditional brewing house which served expressly to locals. I would however if that was the case offer her a night cap over at my hotel if we were actually going for some silly fucking tea which I did not care about.

Sam Attard
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