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Monday, February 8, 2010

Microfantasy Monday: "Public Places"

"You know," she said sweetly, "I've always wanted to suck a guy's dick in public."

He choked and spluttered, spraying toast crumbs over the diner's table. A minute or two of coughing and hacking and he had recovered enough to say, "Christ, couldn't you kind of work up to something like that? My heart isn't what it once was. Can't take surprises like that one anymore."

"Bollocks," she opined, and put a hand on his on the table. "You're not even forty yet. I just surprised you. I like surprising you."

"You do at that," he allowed, drinking deeply from his orange juice. "Ahh. That's better. Now what the hell prompted you to say that anyway?"

She looked around the crowded room. "Dunno. I'm just feeling frisky right now, and this seemed like as good a time as any. This diner's tables" -- she patted theirs -- "have nice long tablecloths, I've noticed."

His eyes widened as he realized where she was going with this. "No. Absolutely not."

"Oh, come onnnnnnn....." she wheedled, her hand already running up his thigh to his crotch. "Don't tell me you've never fantasized about it too."

"Fantasizing and doing are two different things," he hissed. "Dammit, stop that!" 'That' was her opening his fly and snaking a hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his rapidly swelling cock. He drew breath sharply and darted a shaken glance around. No one appeared to have noticed...yet.

He turned to her to give her a tongue-lashing and blinked; she wasn't there anymore, but he could still feel her hand on his cock. What the hell? Oh, no, she wasn't. Was she?

Yes, she was. Under the cover of the tablecloth, she'd slipped under the table and was now on her knees in front of him, her talented tongue now dancing over the crown of his cock. He grunted, the shock of pleasure stunning him, as she took him deep, humming quietly to herself, no doubt laughing like a demon inside as he moaned helplessly and began thrusting forward into her eagerly sucking mouth. She was really going for it, too, using every trick of her considerable skill. Pleasure was exploding outward from his groin, adrenaline whipping through his bloodstream. One of his hands crept under the table and twined into her hair; he heard her giggle, low and soft, around his cock.

Suddenly he sat bolt upright in shock, eyes going in terror to the front door, where a familiar pair of faces had come in. Oh fuck, that's the Richardsons. Please don't let them come over here, please don't let them come over here, please don't let them come over here.....

"Jimmy!" A hailing shout. "What've you been up to?"

If you only knew, he thought, forcing a grin onto his face and struggling to bite back the groans of ecstasy that wanted to escape as underneath the table she continued to suck his dick loudly, sloppily, enthusiastically. He just prayed he wouldn't give the game away when he blasted off down her throat, which by all indications wasn't going to be very long....



(Microfantasy Monday is the brainchild of Ang, the Sweltering Celt. If you want to see who else is playing, go see Ang!)

-- PB

19 comments:

Cheeky Minx said...

Oooh, I like the way this woman thinks...
Love it PB - cheeky and saucy!

The Panserbjørne said...

Minx: And being quite cheeky yourself, you'd know better than anyone else! :) Glad you liked this one.

-- PB

southerngirl said...

Well I must say I thought of Riff's Eva / restaurant post here at first....

Oh my. She was quite a saucy one - what a predicament, huh? Love it!

Ms Scarlett said...

Gotta love a woman who knows what she wants, and how to get it!

Great post!

XO

The Panserbjørne said...

Southerngirl: Wasn't it Gabriela? I just went back and reread that one and I guess I can see why you thought of that. Honestly, though, I hadn't read that story in months and didn't recall it until you brought it up. I do think mine's different enough to merit a read anyway. :)

-- PB

The Panserbjørne said...

Scarlett: There seems to be a lot more of you (the ones who go after what they want) out there than I had ever dreamed. I'm glad! Also glad you liked this little tale.

-- PB

vanimp said...

Oh my. Fun! Nice writing!

The Panserbjørne said...

Vanilla: Hey, a new visitor. Thanks for dropping by and I'm happy you liked it enough to say something.

I enjoyed your take as well! Sneaky.

-- PB

Library Vixen said...

very fun. Nothing like a lil public display of affection.
xoxo.

The Panserbjørne said...

Vixxy: Or a public display of lust. Being arrested would never be so much fun, I bet. Might even be worth it. :)

-- PB

Gray said...

Yes yes and YES! Now I want to go out to eat. *grins*

The Panserbjørne said...

Gray: That sort of thing is less frowned upon in Sin City, I imagine. I remember seeing plenty of tables with long tablecloths there, anyway. :)

-- PB

Spring Flower said...

Don't ever invite me for dinner at a restaurant. ;-)

thepinkpoppet said...

As a woman that has actually pulled that off in real life, more than once, I must say, you wrote it beautifully!

The Panserbjørne said...

Spring Flower: Why's that? Because you're afraid I'd incite you to try this, or because you're afraid you'd do it without any urging? :)

Poppet: Oh, that's nice to hear. Tried to give this one a spontaneous feel, which I suspect is usually the case when something like this happens.

-- PB

Gray said...

*gasps* You were here and didn't tell me?! Shame on you..;)

The Panserbjørne said...

Gray: Don't be TOO upset with me, it was last year and about four months before I even started keeping this journal. Or reading anybody else's. Be assured I would be glad to notify you if I were going to be in town for another visit. :)

-- PB

Goddess Aphrodite said...

Oh...lots of delciousness packed into such a short piece! Very yummy. :)

The Panserbjørne said...

Aphrodite: Hey, a visit from a Goddess. I must be doing something right! Seriously, though, glad you enjoyed it. Welcome!

-- PB