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Life in Austin is certainly a LOT more interesting than in Spokane, alas I'll be back after the next 9 weeks expire...

Night life is both plentiful and a little disconcerting. There is one place I especially like called the Eye of the Storm, a basis brass, glass and ass bar. The atmosphere is.....as I daze off into fantasy.....

He was wearing a white silk shirt, definately Armani, and definately displaying his strong chest in a most poingient and suculent way. Henry Grethel pants (Yes I saw the label) and long dark hair pulled back in a tail (very Jeff Goldblumesque).

Not one for small talk when seeing a good thing, I ask "Well are we going to sit, drink, chat and Fuck, or would you like to just go somewhere and fuck?" I know he was a little shocked, well actually a LOT shocked but hey, why not, I'm not a nun after all...

We went to a little hotel, but first I decided I was a little hungry, I hadn't eaten since lunch at work and it was now drawing close to 1:00am. So after finding the coffee shop we entered and ordered. "I'll pick for you." he said in a commanding voice. "Sure", I replied. I didn't hear what he ordered but it didn't take long to arrive. A feast of cheese, wine and fresh fruit.... Only then did I realise that I had demanded of a very domineering man...GOOD!

"Eat", he said, and I liking a little Ds occasionally complied, taking small and suggestive nibbles from the fruit plate. Suddenly I felt his hand on my leg. I looked up at him and he was stareing at me, unflinching, and with a look of threat, at least it seemed that way a look that demanded that I not protest. With firm and clearly unappologetic movements he moved his hand closer and closer to a point at which he was sure to discover the absence of panties. The waiter arrived "Who is everything" and simultaneously he thrust his hand into my crotch.

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I droped my fork, and looking at him he was still almost glaring at me, but now the look was a little more firm. After the waiter left I was told "Don't move, don't make a sound and DO NOT STOP EATING!" This was going to be very interesting indeed. Slowly his fingers circled my inner thigh, and brished accross my labia, removing his hand for a moment he licked his finger so smoothly that it was almost as if he merely scratched his lip, and again the hand returned. By now I was excited, not at all hungry (at least not for food), and quivering a little in embarrasment as his hand had pulled my skirt up so that on one side I felt completely exposed, though this too added to the excitement.

With the grace of a Romeo he entered me with his fingers, two I think. "Ahhhh" I responded to the added sensation. "Silence!" he said "You are not to make a sound and DO NOT STOP EATING". I continued to eat, and to try as best I could to remain silent, it was becomming increasingly hard (actually I'm sure I wasnt tha only one who was finding something become increasingly hard). Moving his fingers faster and faster, and simultaneously gently thumbing my clit I was becoming almost entranced, the only thing focusing me on our setting was the eating.

I was cumming, I knew it, he knew it but what could I do. I had an almost uncomtrolable desire to recline, to stretch out and allow the wave to overcome me, buthow could I we were sitting in a coffee shop, five other patrons were in the room and the waiter was flittering in and out! The intensity grew, it grew and grew, and I felt as if there was to be no relief, I even began to try and supress the sensation, but to no avail.

Finally placing a strawberry in my mouth I finally came, I bit on the strawberry and as the juice seeped into my taste buds the wave overtook me, who was this man, bolder than I and obviously ready able and willing to give more, and to dominate me into an almost total loss of will?