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"Well, well, well, if it isn’t little Cindy Lou Who." Tony said smirking as he sat next to a pretty brunette.
"Shut up Stewart. It’s been a shitty day. I was just getting ready to go." Cindy said, finishing her drink. She fished a twenty out of her purse, flagging down the bartender. She was in no mood for small talk, not with the day she had had.
"True, it is kind of late for someone your age to be out." Tony said, sipping his Jack.
Cindy turned to look at him. "What do you mean by that? I’m thirty years old! Stop treating me like Brendan’s baby sister! And I have to work tomorrow anyway. I need to get some sleep." She huffed.
"Sit. Something is obviously bothering you. Let me buy another round. Maybe I can help you out." Tony said. Cindy sat back down at his request. "What are you drinking?"
"Cosmo. I’ve already had two. I’m going to hate myself tomorrow." She said with a little laugh.
"Ah, don’t worry about it. It’s all about tonight." He ordered a Cosmo for her and another whiskey for himself. He took her hand, guiding her to a quieter corner of the bar. It was a Monday night, so it wasn’t too busy. He just wanted to be able to give her his undivided attention.
Cindy mindlessly played with her drink, looking down.
"What do you want to talk about darlin’? Rocket science? Jesus? Politics?" He said with an impish grin. She looked up and smiled at him. He was making headway with her.
Cindy sighed. "How about my boyfriend being a total prick? Tony, he cheated on me! I’ve never been so pissed!"
"Who with? Anyone I know?" He asked frowning.
"Remember Paul’s little sister Tiffany? The really ditzy one?" She asked.
"Oh God. No way. Didn’t she think the earth was flat?" He asked laughing.
"Yes! I found her bent over his kitchen table and him banging the hell out of her. He’s damn lucky I didn’t go for the knife rack!" Cindy said, taking a gulp of her drink. She slammed the glass on the table. "I literally caught him with his pants down. He had the nerve to say it wasn’t what it looked like. I’m sorry, it looks like you’re fucking her!"
"I’m sorry Cindy. That sucks. What are you going to do?" He asked, stroking the top of her hand with his thumb.
"I dumped his ass. We were only together a year, so no big loss. It just hurts. I mean, am I that bad a person?" She asked sadly.
"No Cindy, you’re a wonderful person. And beautiful, inside and out." He said, lifting her chin gently, their eyes level. Her blue eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Don’t cry darlin’. He’s not worth the tears."
The bartender rang the bell, signaling last call. Tony looked over at Cindy.
"Your place or mine? I’m not ready to end the night yet." He asked her softly.
"I have to be up at six Tony. It’s already one. How about we hang out in the parking lot for awhile?" she said.
"Sounds good. Let’s go." He said, taking her hand. They walked outside into the muggy midsummer night. They were both parked against the woods to the far side of the almost deserted lot. The only sounds were the bugs and the crunch of gravel under their feet.
"Is that your F-150?" Tony asked her.
"Yep, bought it myself." She said proudly.
"Ford? Girl, you’re killing me!" Tony said, clutching his heart.
"Sorry, Daddy was a Ford guy as you remember. Can’t go against Daddy’s wishes!" She said smiling up at him. She popped the tailgate. They climbed on to the bed, facing each other.
They made small talk, Cindy asking Tony about racing and he asking about her life. Tony watched her as she told a story about her dog. Her blue eyes sparkled as she laughed. He sat there smiling and listening.
She stopped, cocking her head. "What?" she asked shyly.
Tony leaned over, kissing her softly on the lips. He parted, rubbing his nose against hers. He held his breath, hoping he wasn’t being too forward. She ran her hand up the side of his face, through his hair.
"I have waited my entire life for you to do that Stewart." She said through half closed eyes.
"Oh?" Tony asked softly, a little surprised.
She brushed her lips against his, lightly kissing his cheek to his ear.
"I’ve had a crush on you since I was twelve." She whispered huskily in his ear, giving his lobe a gentle nibble. Tony groaned. She rubbed her cheek against his, kissing him softly.
"I had no idea." He whispered.
"Do you still see me as Brendan’s baby sister?" She asked, pulling her halter top off, her perfect breasts glowing in the moonlight. She knelt in front of him, waiting for his response.
Tony quickly looked around. The lot was empty and they were far enough from the road no one would see them. He crawled to the top of the bed, motioning her to join him. He laid her on her back, pinning her.
"No, all I see is a gorgeous woman in front of me." He said softly.
Cindy pulled his shirt off, pulling him down on to her. The moment their tongues touched, she forgot her troubles. His hands ran down the length of her body, her nipples rock hard in the night air. His teeth grazed her left nipple, bringing it to full attention. He kneaded her breasts roughly, trailing kisses down her belly. She mewled, grabbing his hair. She knew where he was heading. He quickly unbuttoned her shorts, tossing them aside.
"Commando? Minx." He growled, much to her delight.
He lifted her right leg, kissing behind her knee. Her toes pointed and head arched back. He grinned. He had her right where he wanted. He planted wet kisses up her inner thigh, nuzzling her mound with his nose. She wrapped her legs around his neck, beckoning him to explore further. He ran his tongue against her engorged clit. She grabbed his hair, pushing his face into her pussy. He gladly obliged, licking and sucking her hungrily. She thrashed wildly at the oral assault, her orgasms crashing one after the other.
Tony broke free, allowing her to catch her breath. He quickly shed his shorts and underwear, preparing to mount her.
"Oh no you don’t." Cindy said huskily. She pushed Tony back against the side of the truck bed. She knelt down, taking the length of his cock into her mouth. His head snapped back at the warmth of her mouth.
"No, no, no. Stop. I don’t want to come." He said, pushing her off of him.
She fell back, spreading her legs wide. Tony entered her with one hard thrust, his girth filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust.
"Flip me Tony. Fuck me hard." She gasped.
He flipped her on to her knees, entering her again with force. Tony grabbed her hips, fucking her as hard as he could without passing out. Just as he was about to reach his climax, he reached under, tweaking Cindy’s clit. They hollered as their orgasms overtook them, mindless of anything or anyone that could have heard them.
Tony pulled out, collapsing into a sweaty, breathless heap. Cindy rolled over, panting, staring blankly at the sky.
"So, what was it that was bothering me tonight?" Cindy asked, laughing.
"I have no idea. I don’t even know what day it is." He replied with a chuckle.
Once the night air dried them off, they got dressed. They sat there quietly, gathering their thoughts. Cindy dug out her cell phone, dialing a number. She put her finger up to her lips to shush him.
"Hi Bob, it’s Cindy. I’ve been up all night and won’t be in today. I’ll see you tomorrow." She clicked her phone shut triumphantly, smiling.
They jumped off the truck bed, Tony slamming the door shut. They wrapped their arms around each other.
"Once again, your place or mine?" Tony asked with a lopsided grin.
"When do you leave?" she asked.
"I’m flying out around four." He replied.
"Then come to my place. It’s almost five. I’ll feed you, we can shower…maybe even sleep." She said as she walked to her door.
"Sleep? Sleep is for sissies." He wrapped himself around her, kissing her deeply. "There will be none of that nonsense."
Cindy smiled up at him. This was a night she’d never forget.
"Shut up Stewart. It’s been a shitty day. I was just getting ready to go." Cindy said, finishing her drink. She fished a twenty out of her purse, flagging down the bartender. She was in no mood for small talk, not with the day she had had.
"True, it is kind of late for someone your age to be out." Tony said, sipping his Jack.
Cindy turned to look at him. "What do you mean by that? I’m thirty years old! Stop treating me like Brendan’s baby sister! And I have to work tomorrow anyway. I need to get some sleep." She huffed.
"Sit. Something is obviously bothering you. Let me buy another round. Maybe I can help you out." Tony said. Cindy sat back down at his request. "What are you drinking?"
"Cosmo. I’ve already had two. I’m going to hate myself tomorrow." She said with a little laugh.
"Ah, don’t worry about it. It’s all about tonight." He ordered a Cosmo for her and another whiskey for himself. He took her hand, guiding her to a quieter corner of the bar. It was a Monday night, so it wasn’t too busy. He just wanted to be able to give her his undivided attention.
Cindy mindlessly played with her drink, looking down.
"What do you want to talk about darlin’? Rocket science? Jesus? Politics?" He said with an impish grin. She looked up and smiled at him. He was making headway with her.
Cindy sighed. "How about my boyfriend being a total prick? Tony, he cheated on me! I’ve never been so pissed!"
"Who with? Anyone I know?" He asked frowning.
"Remember Paul’s little sister Tiffany? The really ditzy one?" She asked.
"Oh God. No way. Didn’t she think the earth was flat?" He asked laughing.
"Yes! I found her bent over his kitchen table and him banging the hell out of her. He’s damn lucky I didn’t go for the knife rack!" Cindy said, taking a gulp of her drink. She slammed the glass on the table. "I literally caught him with his pants down. He had the nerve to say it wasn’t what it looked like. I’m sorry, it looks like you’re fucking her!"
"I’m sorry Cindy. That sucks. What are you going to do?" He asked, stroking the top of her hand with his thumb.
"I dumped his ass. We were only together a year, so no big loss. It just hurts. I mean, am I that bad a person?" She asked sadly.
"No Cindy, you’re a wonderful person. And beautiful, inside and out." He said, lifting her chin gently, their eyes level. Her blue eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Don’t cry darlin’. He’s not worth the tears."
The bartender rang the bell, signaling last call. Tony looked over at Cindy.
"Your place or mine? I’m not ready to end the night yet." He asked her softly.
"I have to be up at six Tony. It’s already one. How about we hang out in the parking lot for awhile?" she said.
"Sounds good. Let’s go." He said, taking her hand. They walked outside into the muggy midsummer night. They were both parked against the woods to the far side of the almost deserted lot. The only sounds were the bugs and the crunch of gravel under their feet.
"Is that your F-150?" Tony asked her.
"Yep, bought it myself." She said proudly.
"Ford? Girl, you’re killing me!" Tony said, clutching his heart.
"Sorry, Daddy was a Ford guy as you remember. Can’t go against Daddy’s wishes!" She said smiling up at him. She popped the tailgate. They climbed on to the bed, facing each other.
They made small talk, Cindy asking Tony about racing and he asking about her life. Tony watched her as she told a story about her dog. Her blue eyes sparkled as she laughed. He sat there smiling and listening.
She stopped, cocking her head. "What?" she asked shyly.
Tony leaned over, kissing her softly on the lips. He parted, rubbing his nose against hers. He held his breath, hoping he wasn’t being too forward. She ran her hand up the side of his face, through his hair.
"I have waited my entire life for you to do that Stewart." She said through half closed eyes.
"Oh?" Tony asked softly, a little surprised.
She brushed her lips against his, lightly kissing his cheek to his ear.
"I’ve had a crush on you since I was twelve." She whispered huskily in his ear, giving his lobe a gentle nibble. Tony groaned. She rubbed her cheek against his, kissing him softly.
"I had no idea." He whispered.
"Do you still see me as Brendan’s baby sister?" She asked, pulling her halter top off, her perfect breasts glowing in the moonlight. She knelt in front of him, waiting for his response.
Tony quickly looked around. The lot was empty and they were far enough from the road no one would see them. He crawled to the top of the bed, motioning her to join him. He laid her on her back, pinning her.
"No, all I see is a gorgeous woman in front of me." He said softly.
Cindy pulled his shirt off, pulling him down on to her. The moment their tongues touched, she forgot her troubles. His hands ran down the length of her body, her nipples rock hard in the night air. His teeth grazed her left nipple, bringing it to full attention. He kneaded her breasts roughly, trailing kisses down her belly. She mewled, grabbing his hair. She knew where he was heading. He quickly unbuttoned her shorts, tossing them aside.
"Commando? Minx." He growled, much to her delight.
He lifted her right leg, kissing behind her knee. Her toes pointed and head arched back. He grinned. He had her right where he wanted. He planted wet kisses up her inner thigh, nuzzling her mound with his nose. She wrapped her legs around his neck, beckoning him to explore further. He ran his tongue against her engorged clit. She grabbed his hair, pushing his face into her pussy. He gladly obliged, licking and sucking her hungrily. She thrashed wildly at the oral assault, her orgasms crashing one after the other.
Tony broke free, allowing her to catch her breath. He quickly shed his shorts and underwear, preparing to mount her.
"Oh no you don’t." Cindy said huskily. She pushed Tony back against the side of the truck bed. She knelt down, taking the length of his cock into her mouth. His head snapped back at the warmth of her mouth.
"No, no, no. Stop. I don’t want to come." He said, pushing her off of him.
She fell back, spreading her legs wide. Tony entered her with one hard thrust, his girth filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust.
"Flip me Tony. Fuck me hard." She gasped.
He flipped her on to her knees, entering her again with force. Tony grabbed her hips, fucking her as hard as he could without passing out. Just as he was about to reach his climax, he reached under, tweaking Cindy’s clit. They hollered as their orgasms overtook them, mindless of anything or anyone that could have heard them.
Tony pulled out, collapsing into a sweaty, breathless heap. Cindy rolled over, panting, staring blankly at the sky.
"So, what was it that was bothering me tonight?" Cindy asked, laughing.
"I have no idea. I don’t even know what day it is." He replied with a chuckle.
Once the night air dried them off, they got dressed. They sat there quietly, gathering their thoughts. Cindy dug out her cell phone, dialing a number. She put her finger up to her lips to shush him.
"Hi Bob, it’s Cindy. I’ve been up all night and won’t be in today. I’ll see you tomorrow." She clicked her phone shut triumphantly, smiling.
They jumped off the truck bed, Tony slamming the door shut. They wrapped their arms around each other.
"Once again, your place or mine?" Tony asked with a lopsided grin.
"When do you leave?" she asked.
"I’m flying out around four." He replied.
"Then come to my place. It’s almost five. I’ll feed you, we can shower…maybe even sleep." She said as she walked to her door.
"Sleep? Sleep is for sissies." He wrapped himself around her, kissing her deeply. "There will be none of that nonsense."
Cindy smiled up at him. This was a night she’d never forget.