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Amy and the strangers  

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7/19/2021 2:02 pm
Amy and the strangers


It was finally the day to meet up with a wonderful Amy. She wanted to meet in public, which of course I have no problem with, but she didn’t tell me that we would have other company there…

The<b> messages </font></b>had been constant, teasing, exciting. It was just such a thrill to login and see that she had responded positively to my subtle advances.

She is a full foot shorter than me, which I really enjoy, great for using my bigger body to wrap her around mine, to cuddle her all over in places where the sensations are at the hottest and fullest. She has long dark hair, a Sumptuous chest, a cute rounded face, and most endearing of all, she emphasized how shy and inexperienced she is.

She was clearly taken aback when I saw two of the people sitting at the table in the bar. She clearly didn’t know what I was thinking, but you know I wasn’t expecting the presence of others. She looked at me as though apologetically, expecting my annoyance, perhaps even thinking I would run away. My mind processed it quickly, I went to the table, put my bag to the side, and after kissing her on the cheek, which settled her down, I enthusiastically introduced myself to my new two friends.

She blushed, a lot, which were endearing to me. She seemed to do that in our messages, I sensed it. We had about minutes of interactions regarding where people are from and what we do and then the very outspoken friend (a girl, who was with her boyfriend?) asked Amy bluntly how we met.

I waited for Amy to deal with that one. In a bar, she said. She rushed her answer, it wasn’t entirely convincing, at least in the eyes of her companion. What has she told them prior to my arrival? What other friends of hers have they met, casually or not? I decided not to interrupt a correct Amy, it wasn’t my place to do so, and anyway I was enjoying the game in the situation, and the slightly awkward atmosphere surrounding us.

The male half of the other couple seemed very pleasant indeed, perhaps unadventurous, perhaps tired, his partner or whatever was certainly more interested in the dynamic between Amy and this stranger. I was asked very direct things, which I didn’t mind, although I didn’t provide excessive information bought myself, something she understood very quickly.

Amy, true to form, was reluctant to give any insights as to her dating life, or her experience with me or anyone else, and after the first third round of intense flushing, she excused herself to go to the ladies room.

This is my opportunity, and I knew it. The restrooms were over the far side of the restaurant, we had just ordered, I could see Amy once or twice feigning to look back at me, why my eyes followed her on the way over to the door. There is even a young group of men standing at the bar, return the heads as she walked by, but she did not refrain from walking directly to her intended destination. That’s when I knew her purpose there was for me.

The chatting continue the name is absence, although my eyes were completely distracted to catch a glimpse of her again. With a slight of hand I touch down for my shoes ostensibly I also reached into my bag which was right under my chair and had gone unnoticed. In this bag or some toys, tools, creams, which I had intended for Amy.

My hand easily found shiny metallic butt plug, and I didn’t hesitate to remove it and somehow got it out of its wrapping. Awkwardly, it was my turn to give a reason to leave the table and upon doing so my gait got quicker as I made it over to the far corner.

Nearly in the corner, Amy rushed out. She was almost surprised to see me. She start explaining the mixup of meeting her friends, she was full of apologies, sweetly so, this alluring, vulnerable, sexy, Amy.

I whispered into her ear, while placing softly the toy into the palm of her hand, closing her hand tight around it, so she could feel it’s cold, deliberate poise. Her mouth immediately opened, and my finger prevented her chin from looking down to cast eyes on this prize. I don’t think she still really knew, yet.

‘You’re going to apply this toy, which is for you. And you’re going to do this for me. You’re going to send a picture of it, I’m going to login now, and then you’re going to sit back down at the table.’

She turned slowly, inquisitive, swirling into some new unknown, while I headed into the male restroom awaiting her action, and …

Part 1

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