Booth Babe Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

Booth Babe Pt. 04

Final part for this story. As I mentioned before part 1- I struggled a little with getting the idea, concept, and my visions of the characters written into a story. I think by parts 3 and 4 I was more comfortable with it. Almost none of my stories go straight to the 'fun' stuff I hope that the journey to it is worth it.

Booth Babe- Part 4

John was sitting at the bar when I walked in. The sound of my heels had caught his ear and he turned to check out the sound. He looked at me appreciatively and then his eyes widened as he realized that the woman, he was checking out, was me. I stepped over to him.

"Like what you see?" I teased.

"Yes... just wow... and I thought you looked great earlier... Jesus." He said.

I leaned into him as I quietly said into his ear. "Earlier on the exhibit floor or earlier when I was on my knees with your dick in my mouth."

"Both." He responded immediately.

My hand gently touched his cheek and chin, and I turned him to me and kissed him lightly on the lips. Instead of being surprised he kissed me back and I felt a warmness run through me.

We separated. "I don't know if we have time for a drink for you... I was going to call an Uber is that okay?"

I told him yes and watched him swig his drink down and climb off the bar stool. As we headed out of the bar, I was surprised to feel him take my hand in his hand as he led me to the exit. When we got in the Uber, I set my hand on his thigh, and we exchanged smiles but didn't speak. I ...

... felt my phone vibrate several times in my purse on the quick ten-minute drive.

When John went to hostess stand, I slipped my phone out and saw three texts from Casie.

'Hey... been patiently waiting all day to hear how it went today. Hope he was happy with how you looked, and it all went well.' Was the first one.

'The exhibit floor has been closed for over for an hour- you should have responded by now. You better have a dick in your hand and that is why you haven't texted me.' She added a smiley face emoji to the second text.

'Okay... I am a little worried now. Hope you are okay.' Was the last text.

John had come back to me and saw my phone in my hand. "Sorry... need to send a quick text to my daughter she has been checking up on me and is worried because I didn't respond."

Texting with these nails was more difficult than I realized it would be, but I sent back. 'All good. And yes, didn't text because...' After because I added an eggplant emoji.

She must have had her phone in her hand because she immediately sent back a heart eyed emoji. After looking at it I dropped the phone in my clutch and the hostess came over to lead us to our table. The way she looked at me let me know she approved of my outfit.

John got another Old Fashioned and I got a glass of red wine. I chose not to get an appetizer but did ask him if he would share a Caesar salad with me. I got a filet, and he got the strip and a side of cream spinach to also share.

"Okay... first... I ...