My First Time

We are work colleagues, casual acquaintances, or we strike up a random conversation in a dimly lit, trendy lounge. Of course there's wine, preferably a rose'. We begin our night with casual conversation. Hi, how do you do? What do you do? What do you want to do? We've already clicked and fallen into the same wave length. More wine, less inhibition. She's gorgeous - tan, curvy, Latina...full lips, plump breasts and legs to die for. She's asked what perfume I'm wearing, and comes in closer to get a smell. Her lips brush my ear, her hand on my thigh, and I start to pulse with desire. It's dark, or else she would see me start to blush...not out of embarrassment but the naughty thoughts running through my mind. If only she would slide her hand higher, she would feel how wet I was. She must be reading my mind because she teasingly moves her fingers up my legs, her hand coming closer...closer...closer. She inserts two fingers inside of me and I gasp. It's happening...in this corner booth, where no one seems to notice us. I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing, but at this point I don't care. She whispers, "let's get out of here," and she kisses my neck. She leads me to the front, hand in hand and she hails a cab. I get a better look at how gorgeous she is. Her round and perfect ass is hanging out of her skirt, and suddenly I'm intimidated and my self conscious starts to second guess whether or not I can do this. My athletic frame, 34A breasts, toned body and pixie hair makes me feel less sexy. But it's too late, she's pulled me into the cab, and barely mutters off an address before she's fingering me and kissing my neck. The cabby can see what she's doing and I'm sure he's already hard. This is it, so I go for it. I kiss her back, lightly at first, then more passionately. She knows exactly what she's doing and I'm already on the brink of orgasm, but before I can come she stops. Asks the cabby to pull into a dark ally (lucky for us, he's turned off the meter). "I want to taste your pussy," and she pulls me out of the car and has me lay on the hood of taxi. Legs spread, feet up in the air, she presses her face into my soaking and pulsing pussy. She seems to know exactly what I like, no time for four play. She licks up and down, flicks my clit with her tongue a few times, then slips it into me. I'm spent. I orgasm vigorously, she's left me weak. I moan loudly, and I hear the cabby do the same. She smiles, then leaves me to collect myself as she gets back into the cab. Flustered I get back in. The cabby looks ashamed, but I give him an assuring glance. "Where to," he asks. I must have fallen asleep because I wake up and we're at IHOP for pancakes. As if nothing happened, we enjoy each other's company over coffee and pancakes. We exchange numbers and part ways.