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03mins 43secs

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 25, Source: LushStories

I'm not looking for a one night stand." I laughed out loud and shook my head. "I can't remember the last time I heard anyone use that phrase. Seems that you haven't been out since the eighties. Being straight forward and bold suits you well, if I may say so." Layla laughed. "It may sound eighty-ish, but it still holds true. Thank you.” "Fair enough, Layla. May I ask what it is that you are looking for? Witty conversation? Harmless flirting? Being naughty in public, within reason of course?" Layla couldn't put in to words what it was she was looking for. "In all honesty, I don't quite know, Gil. But, I am certain it involves sex on some level. I think our conversation is a step in the right direction, a good start," She studied my face for the reaction her boldness would get from me. "Hmmmm, that's very vague, Layla. Bogart, with all his cool, would have a difficult time living up to those expectations," I smiled at her. "If it's too much for you, Gil, I'll move on. But know that I will be greatly disappointed. After all, you have a sexy, imposing look about you. I would guess that you are the type of man who takes control, and is good at being in control. If I may be honest, the goatee is a bit much. It scares the little girls, I bet." I chuckled and replied, "I didn't say I wouldn't be willing to try, Layla. And yes, I do scare the little girls, although, it's not the goatee that scares them the most." "Forget the little girls. Just try," She ordered. "I don't take orders, ... Layla. Would you like to ask me something instead?" I sternly said as I grinned at her. "Yes, I would. This is definitely heading in the right direction. Forgive me, Gil. May I ask that you give it a try?" She asked boldly but earnestly. I smiled and replied, "I had every intention to. In fact, I think I might be able to provide what it is you need, Layla." "Please, do tell," Layla encouraged me. "Sex, on some level, that is what you said a few minute ago?" I grinned. "Go on," She grinned back at me. Obviously interested in what I had to say. "It's not something that can be explained beforehand, without diminishing or completely ruining the experience. You must decide right now if you trust me enough to come back to my place," I explained to the eager and attentive Layla. "You sound very sure of yourself, Gil. I am tempted, I won't deny that. But..." I took out a business card and wrote my address on the back of it. I handed it to Layla. "Take a picture of both sides of my card, and text it to your friends." She looked at me with suspicion and intrigue and asked, “May I have a hint at least, to assist in making my decision?” “You may,” I readily replied, “I will make you cum, without contact, we will not touch each other.” Layla read the business card, tore it in half and handed it back to me. "Let me say good night to my friends. You can hail a cab for us," She replied with a wicked grin on her face. The taxi dropped us off at my apartment. “I take it your husband has no idea ...