What price, curiosity. Part 2 Oblivion - Sex Stories

What price, curiosity. Part 2 Oblivion

... “Sorry. Just thinking out loud, but that’s no 'scuse.” Tom plastered a repentant smile on lips that wanted to work their way up the inside of her pale thigh. The slightly snooty expression melted and the woman returned his smile with more warmth. “Oh don’t mind me; it’s been a long day. Meetings,” she explained, with a pained look. Tom nodded as if he cared, his mind already envisioning her bouncing on his cock. “Then let me get you a drink to help you wind down.” Without waiting for an answer he signalled the barman for another round. “What will it be...?” As Tom held yet another half empty glass in his hand, his eyes strayed into the mirror behind the bar, watching Paris as he offhandedly flirted with the woman next to him. Paris was very quiet, her attention split between the bar top where her finger traced the grain in the wood and the smug face of The Wanker. It annoyed him somehow that his normally vivacious girl was sitting there sombre and reserved. Feeling suddenly irritated with everyone around him, Tom downed his remaining beer in one mouthful. Lifting his finger towards the barman he ordered a scotch which went the same way in two swallows. A haze settled heavily onto his shoulders, wiping out all clear thought. Smiling slowly at the woman in front of him he lent forward and whispered into her ear, “There is something about you... I can’t believe how hard you have me right now.” Tom leant back, his bleary eyes almost crossed as he tried to focus. “Dammit woman. ...

... You’re driving me crazy,” he laughed depreciatingly while carefully watching the blonde’s response. Her lashes fluttered down and the corners of her lush mouth turned up in that secretive smile that attractive woman posses. ‘Now,’ he thought, and bought her hand to the inside of his thigh, placing her palm along the hard ridge of his sex. The blonde’s eyes widened slightly at the thick shaft and her tongue grazed her bottom lip as her pupils dilated with lust. “I need you so much right now, can’t you feel it?” Tom pulsed his cock, deliberately making it twitch and throb in her grasp. “Come with me.” He stood up and felt his head swim before he gripped the woman’s slim hips, lifting her bodily off the stool. He smirked as he heard her gasp. Women fell for this macho shit every time; he winked as her wide gaze focused on his. With a firm grip around her wrist, Tom surged through the crowds, towing the slight woman behind him. He knew where he was going. He’d been in this position more than a few times. His smirk faltered as his cock wilted slightly. In a moment of clarity, he realised he was just going through the motions and he was in fact rather bored with the whole evening. Out of the corner of his eye he caught Paris as she smiled, her hand resting on Jason’s forearm as she listened to him. ‘Fuck it. Fuck her. Fuck them. Fuck everything.’ Powering through the door marked ‘Private’, Tom ushered the blonde into another room beyond it. In a matter of moments he had her pressed ...