I walked behind Maggie along the narrow hallway that lead to the back room of the bar. She was wearing a schoolgirl skirt, leather corset, white blouse, black stockings and high goth boots. I gazed at her muscular thighs as she struted forward. I was getting hot.
She unlocked the door and we stepped in. The room had stacks of liquor cases at one end and a small table at the other. We walked to the table. She turned and pulled my head toward her and kissed me.
“Silly boy, I won’t hurt you!” She slapped my face playfully and sat on the edge of the table. “Now kneel and pull out your cock.”
I knelt before her and pulled out my stiff member. She checked her mobile and set it on the table.
“Lift up my skirt,” she said. I lifted the fabric. She was wearing a skimpy black thong. “Take it off”.
I slipped the thong to the top of her boots.
“Now kiss me,” she said.
I went in.
“Deeper,” she gasped, “I want to feel that tongue” She opened her lips with her fingers and I dove in deeper. My tongue moved in and out of her.
In minutes she was moaning. “I’m coming,” she said. I started to hum and vibrate her with my tongue. She yelped loudly.
The door opened. The bartender stuck his head in. “Oh, excuse me, I heard something and didn’t realize you were still in here” he said, “I’ll come back later”.
“Unnh”, she groaned. Her mobile chirped.
She glanced at the mobile. “I just got a message from Pet – he’s coming!”
Shoot..I’m coming! I shot my load into her thong.
“I’m sorry,” I said
“That’s ok,” she said as she pulled up her thong.
“Don’t you want me to lick that up?” I asked.
“No” she said, “I’m going to gag Pet with it.”
“Pet has a fetish for that?”
“Yeah,” she went on, “I’ll tell him it’s from you.”
We got dressed.
“Walk with me to my car,” she said.
As we walked past the bar she gave the key to the bartender. “Thanks Jake!” she smiled .
“No problem,” he said.
When we got to her car she turned and pulled me to her. We kissed.
“I’m going to miss you, Magg!” I said.
“Don’t wait up for me,” she said, “I’ll be with Pet all night and tomorrow he’ll take me shopping for toys.”
“OK,” I said and tried to conceal my disappointment.
“But you have a good time tonight,” she said, “Maybe we’ll go to the dungeon tomorrow evening.”
“Yeah,” I said, “I’d like that.”
“Thatta boy,” She kissed me again. “I’ll text you tomorrow,” she stepped into her car and drove off.