I was running a bit late that morning and stopped in the local coffee shop to grab a coffee. When I walked through the door, I was happily surprised to see Porsche sitting at a booth with a friend.
My eyes secretly inspected her as I walked to the counter. She looked particularly hot today in a soft flannel shirt, unbuttoned down enough to show the white tank top underneath and a short jean skirt with a pair of white tights.
She was busy chatting away with her girlfriend looking over some notes, as I grabbed a coffee and slowly strolled over to their booth.
“Good morning, Porsche,” I said.
She jumped slightly and I knew I startled her but her eyes flickered with lust as she said: “Good morning, Mr. Jones.”
“May I?” I asked referring to the empty seat next to her.
She gave me an evil grin and slid over saying, “Please do.”
I slid in beside her, letting my left hand stay on the seat between us as my right held my coffee on the table.
“What are you girls up to today?” I asked taking a slow sip of my coffee.
“We were just studying for an exam,” Porsche said.
I looked across the table at the pretty brunette sitting across from me, looking bewildered and said, “And you are?”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, Mr. Jones,” Porsche quickly piped up. “This is my friend Carol, Carol this is Mr. Jones, who I babysit for.”
Carol had a little bit of a look of relief when she heard Porsche babysat for me and shyly said, “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Jones.”
I kept up the small talk with Carol to keep her eyes focused on me as my hand slipped between Porsche's legs under the table. I ran my hand up her thigh, pushing her skirt up until I reached that hot young pussy. I rubbed it up and down and could feel the heat of her pussy through her tights.
I poked my finger through her tights and ripped them. I had a need to get to this hot little whore’s tight wetness. I smiled and looked at her quickly when I felt she wasn’t wearing any panties. I slid my finger inside of her and began slowly finger fucking her.
Porsche gasped, which drew Carol’s attention but quickly recovered herself, so I continued talking but was rubbing her hard-little clit until I felt her legs clench closed and tight on my hand.
I took another sip of my coffee and slowly slid my hand out of Porsche's needy little cunt.
“I should be getting to the office,” I said as I slid up from the booth, “Good luck with your exams girls.”
“Thank you, Mr. Jones,” they both said in unison.
As I turned away from the table, I brought my finger up to my nose and inhaled her scent.
I spent the next few days thinking about her tight little pussy and how much I wanted to have it again. The need got so strong I decided to swing by the coffee shop to see if she was there. I walked in and scanned the café closely but didn’t see any sign of her. I grabbed a coffee and decided to wait for a bit.
I sat in the same booth as the girls were that naughty morning and got lost in the thought of my fingers teasing her naughty little cunt. I was so engrossed in my thoughts I didn’t hear the little door chime go off to alert the workers' someone had just walked in.
“Back for more?” she whispered teasingly in my ear with a flick of her tongue.
My head jerked toward the sound of her voice, right into her smiling face. She giggled softly and quickly slid into the booth across from me.
“Coffee?” I teased her back.
She gave me a raised eyebrow look, “No,” she said with a wicked grin.
I tried my best not to let the little minx get the best of me but she had this way about her I just couldn’t resist. I motioned for the waitress to come over and when she reached the table, I felt her little foot slide up my leg and rest between my crotch. I cleared my throat quick before ordering Porsche a coffee and bagel as she began wiggling her toes on my cock.
As the waitress walked away, I gave her a glance and said, “You know what happens to little girls that tease?”
She giggled and smiled the wickedest smile back at me. She continued to dig her toes into the crotch of my pants until my cock was rock hard. When the waitress appeared with Porsche’s order, Porsche quickly slid from the booth and said, “I’ll be right back.”