Meeting Mr Right 3

Mr Right. 3 – So many emotions

It’s been 3wks since Chris took me out on our date, the one where he let random guys use me in bathroom of the local pub and then left me there, stranded with cum dripping from my holes.
I am so angry with him, I been through so many emotions lately,I feel so used, how could he just leave me there with no way home, no concern.
Now he hasn’t called or msg’d, I sent him a txt last week saying hi, playing it cool, but seriously who does that, I mean the sex is awesome and fun, I’m doing things I never thought i’d do, but….

Today I hooked up with an old friend, we been mates for ages and we’ve always had chemistry, after a shit week at work a few drinks it kinda happened. I don’t know whats happened to me but I didn’t really enjoy it, he was good, did all right stuff, kind gentle, paid attention to my needs but was vanilla, very vanilla, we kissed and fondled, he rubbed my pussy, we undressed he climbed on top of me and rocked and grinded away, he held my hand and touched my body held eye contact, and it was ok, but I just didn’t get that excited. He seemed to really enjoy it, after he was smiling and touching my skin all cuddly, luckily he fell asleep pretty quickly.
I don’t know whats happening to me, do I only get turned on when I used, am I becoming a cum slut…..

Well it’s been 5wks since heard anything from Chris, till today. His messaged read, Clear your schedule I’ll be over at 8pm…. be completely shaven, wear something red.
Feeling kinda agitated at his abrupt demand I almost txt back saying NO, Im busy, but I stopped myself, I want this, I’m excited at all the different senarios I can think of….
It’s 7:50pm, I’ve spent the day preparing my body, I have clean sheets on my bed the house is tidy, wine is chilled and I’m wearing a red corset with a red g string and black sequined heels, I have a off white short white summer dress over the top but you can see right through it my hair is tied up high in a pony tail, my make up is done with bright red lipstick, fuck I think I’m turning myself on….knock knock knock…
Fuck, he’s here… I race to the door fling it open excitedly but it’s not Chris….It’s Steve!
Ah, Hi, Where’s Chris, I peer outside. Steve smiles and begins to step into the house, I haven’t even invited him in, still a little taken back, I ask again Where is Chris. Oh he ain’t coming, I sent you that message he responds arrogantly Chris, he has ahh, He hooked up with some chick they been inseparable for couple weeks now. I’m cut, seeing disappointment in my face Steve looks to me, saying Oh did you think, ha no, your a slut baby, not his girlfriend.
I’m devastated, the news hurts, I really liked him…Steve continues but we can still play babe, you’re so fucking hot I love it, he reaches out to spank my ass, as I hit his hand away. You need to leave I say abruptly, I don’t want to “play” can you just leave please.. Steve begins to laugh, Oh darling your actually upset aren’t you…Look you’ve gone to so much effort to get all dressed up and your so dam hot, mmm, I mean wow…..we can still have fun babe, hows about a drink and we chat for abit, if ya not feeling it, I’ll leave, what do ya say?

I ponder for a moment, Fuck it I need a drink now anyway, I head to fridge get out the wine, Steve replies na babes, got stronger, I turn and open the cupboard I only have an old a bottle of tequila I have never opened.. I hold it up, Perfect Steve responds.

I head for lounge room tequila an shot glasses I hand, Steve is chattering away like I’m old friend he’s talking about his week and how Chris and new bird keep him up all night fucking and how Chris wont let him fuck her, he even turned off the video camera in his room. I drink quickly 2, 3, shots and Steve continues to gibber gabber I’m not really listening, I kinda want to give Steve a show so he goes and tells Chris what he missed out on.
Yes, that’s what I’m gonna do, the tequila has gone straight to my head, I stand up, I cross the room slowly, I sway my hips, I seductively look back at Steve, I bend, at the waist, so Steve gets full view of my rear, I turn on the stereo, I bend at the knee my ass almost bobbing mid air, kind of squatting, I fiddle with the radio til I find a channel with decent tunes.
I snap back up, ass in the air, head still down, I look at Steve as I stand tall, turning slowly I walk towards him starring him down, he just starring back almost dumbfounded at my sudden change, fuck I’m feeling drunk already….
I lift the dress over my head and moves my hips to the music, I’m dancing for him, I run my hands across my body and pull at the ties that lace up my corset, my dd boobs are begging to escape, slowly swaying and fondling my self Steve beckons me towards him with his index finger, he leans back unzips his jeans a produces his long fully erect cock, I step closer, and he says, you can suck it if you want. Oh yes please I respond, quickly dropping to my knees, I grab hold of his shaft with utter delight and begin to lick and suckle at his balls, maintaining eye contact I begin running my tongue up his shaft and teasing the tip of his cock with the moist softness of my lips, gently parting only enough to slide him inbetween, sliding my lips up and down his shaft, hand still grasping his cock firm I force myself down his shaft, gagging myself but holding it there just a moment, as I come up I look to Steve for approval, but he doesn’t seem pleased, he’s not even paying attention anymore, what the fuck, he’s actually on his phone, I think he’s txt’n… I stop let go of his cock sit back on my heels and look at him, curiously he says what? Like I’m the one doing something wrong, why’d ya stop? Ahhh, your on your phone, I’m sucking your cock and your not even into it, I state.