If These Walls Could Talk!

James sat alone at the bar, watching the basketball game on the overhead screens. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the bachelorette party nosily wander in through the door and let out a sigh, feeling as his one night off from work was about to get interesting according to https://charlotteaction.org/romford-escorts in Romford Escorts.

 

The girls took their place at a table and one of the women wearing a “Bride to Be” sash sauntered up to the bar next to James. She ordered seven shots of tequila and swirled around, propping herself up against the bar as she waited. James chuckled to himself, thinking how pathetic this woman looked wearing penis earrings and matching necklace. He must have laughed a little louder than he thought, because suddenly, she looked him dead in the eyes.

 

“Can I help you with something?” the girl snapped, almost angrily.

 

James now laughed audibly, ‘Not at all princess. When’s the big day?”

 

“Two weeks from tomorrow, not that it’s any of your business.” She replied.

 

He held her gaze for several seconds, and he felt the familiar tightening spread across his groin. As the bartender brought her a tray with seven shot glasses, James shot her a sly look.

 

“Hope he is all the man you need him to be, princess.”

 

She took the tray and made her way back to the table. James tried to turn his attention back to the game, but couldn’t help but shift his weight to be able to glace at the woman across the room. He may have been seeing things, but he could have sworn she was glancing at him as well.

 

What seemed like an eternity passed, and suddenly, he felt her presence behind him. As he turned around, she was almost nose to nose with him. “You’re worried about the man I’m going to marry, well, show me what I could be missing. I will be in the bathroom in five minutes, and I’ll be waiting for you.” She ordered another round of shots and carried them back to the table. Several minutes later, he saw her excuse herself and walk towards the women’s room.

 

Reluctantly, he slammed back his drink and walked to the bathroom. He glanced around to make sure that no one was looking, and when he was satisfied no one was, he pushed open the door. She was standing against the wall, waiting for him. James walked up to her, putting on hand on either side of her hips. His lips came down to rest on hers, she tasted sweet, and she tasted good.

 

Hungrily, she darted her tongue inside his mouth, eager for more. She pushed him back, into the stall behind them and tugged at the fly of his jeans. He was already rock hard and his cock pushed out from his boxers. She crouched down, pushing him up against the wall. She licked the tip, teasing him. Slowly, she took each inch of him into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her hair, tangling her long brunette hair in his fingers.

 

She wanted him badly. She was desperate to feel him inside of her. She slowly released his cock from her mouth, and stood back up. “Take me,” was all she whispered into his ear.

 

With one motion, he lifted her up against the wall and lowered her onto his dick. She felt full as he thrust into her. As he continued to thrust, he felt her getting closer, and he was as well. She moaned as she neared climax and they came in unison as she felt him inside her.

 

She collapsed into his arms, and they both struggled to catch their breath. As they both readjusted their clothes, she looked up at him and smiled. Kissing her on the lips, James again chuckled.

 

“See you at the wedding, princess.”

 

She walked out of the bathroom and called the all clear. He followed her out the door and exited the bar, knowing when his fiancé came home, he was going to going to take the girl from the bathroom once again.

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