Help Me

Excerpt

“Good evening, sir. How can I help you tonight?” God. Talk about being subtle. Not!
I’d made it sound like I was offering him my body and anything else he wanted. Open mouth insert foot. I couldn't help myself. I wanted to throw myself at his feet and beg him to take me home and fuck me silly.
Deep dimples formed and his eyes sparkled in the dim light. “Are you sure you want to know, Amy?”
I almost swallowed my tongue. Speechless, I could only nod.
“I’ll have a whiskey sour.” He winked and lowered his voice. I leaned closer to hear the rest. “And, for dessert, I want you.”
Oh, my god. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
“That’s right, Amy. I want you,” he whispered, scooting his chair back so I could see his hard-on pressing against the fly of his khakis.
“Umm.” What could I say? Nice cock? I searched the room. Tamera and Charlie were watching us. I wish they would look away, because I wanted to run my hand along his impressive length.
I swallowed hard and whispered, “I have to work until two.”
“No problem. I’ll finish my drink and come back for you at closing.” He licked his full lower lip. “Be prepared to spend the night with me.”
“The whole night?”
“Absolutely. Let me be clear, Amy. I plan to fuck you all night. You’re going to be flying by the time I’m done with you. I’ll take you to heaven and back.”
Holy cow. He’d put it right out there.
“But,” I whispered. “I don’t even know your name.”
He laughed and scooted his chair back under the table. “They call me Snake."
My mouth dropped open. "Sssnnaakkee?" Oh my god. My mind immediately went to the gift in his pants.
"That's right, Snake. I’ll show you why later tonight.”
My mouth snapped shut. His cock had to be huge to have earned a name like Snake. On second thought, was it his tongue or his cock? I couldn’t wait to find out.
“If you’re worried and want to check me out with the police. My real name is Randy Cockburn.”
I leaned closer. “You’re kidding?”
“Nope. You wouldn’t believe the crap I had to put up with in grade school and high school. It took some convincing to get my first date. Once I succeeded to get the date, I was known as the Snake from then on.” He looked me up and down before settling on my breasts. “Want to find out why?”
I nodded and closed my eyes. Lust, pure, hot, and sinful washed over my body. “Oh, yeah!”
“Good. Keep those naughty thoughts rolling." His hot eyes made me feel like I was the most luscious chocolate cake he'd ever seen. My knees trembled. "How about my drink, darlin'?”
Tamera was grinning like a fool when I ordered his whiskey sour. “Man, he is one H-O-T guy. Are you gonna sleep with him, sugar?”
Hell. A woman couldn’t have a secret life around here if she tried. “Yes,” I mumbled, trying not to giggle. I was as giddy as a teenager about to fuck for the first time. “Oh, my God, yes. He’s huge, Tam. You wouldn’t believe it. I wouldn't have either if I hadn't seen his cock pressing against his slacks with my own eyes. It's so big; I can't believe it's for real." I looked around and back at Tamera. "I mean, for all I know, he could have stuffed his underwear with a piece of iron."
“Yeah, no kidding? It might not be all him. He could be wearing a stuffed sock. Tamera’s eyes were on Snake.
“Oh, he's real. I could see his cock moving. That sucker is huge and it's all him. He’ll probably tear me end to end.”
“Holy shit,” Tamera whispered in awe. “You're kidding, right? No man is that big, honey.”
“Oh, yeah!”
“Mmm, maybe I should serve him just to check for myself to see if you're lying.” Tamera grinned, and her teeth gleamed white and glossy in the lowered light of the bar. “After all, I’m used to great big, black men and little winky white guys.”
“I thought the size of a black man's cock was rumor?”
Charlie was listening to us and grinning ear to ear. Ass. Let him grin.
Tamera shook her head. “It’s the truth, honey. Black men are big.” She licked her lips. “Real big.”
I shivered and put the drink and a bowl of fresh nuts on my tray. Maybe I should rethink spending the night with a stranger.
No. I was tired of living like a nun. It had been a long time since I had a man. Life’s too short to waste wondering if you should have when you could have.
Live it up girl. Live it up, you deserve some fun in your dull life.
I leaned over his table, placing his drink in front of him, trying hard to ignore the fact he still sat with his chair shoved away from the table and his cock still massive.
“Nice tits. I can’t wait to taste them.” He whispered so low I could barely hear him over the racket of the jukebox.
My nipples beaded painfully. “Me either.”
“Great nipples. Nice and long. Are they pink or brown?” His husky voice took my breath away and left me wet and aching.
“Pink,” I managed to gasp the words out.
“Pull down your blouse and let me see.”
“No way. The place is full of people. What will they think?”
“Who gives a shit? Just lower your blouse slowly and no one will notice.” He sipped his drink, staring straight into my eyes.
I laid my tray on the table and tugged at my blouse, tucking it into my waistband. It was as if he hypnotized me. I’d never done anything so bold in my life, and I'll admit I've done some pretty out there things over the years. I furtively checked out the bar. Everyone was busy drinking and talking. I tucked in my blouse, lowering the neckline until the edge of my areola showed.
“Lower,” he whispered.
I was glad he'd picked a table in the corner, and no one was sitting at the tables near him. I pretended we were alone and pulled my top until my nipples popped out over the top of the neckline.
"Mmm, dark pink and lickable. I can’t wait to taste them, Amy.”
“Do it now, Snake,” I begged quietly.
“Nope. Gonna make you wait. Waiting's half the fun.” He finished his drink in two gulps and pushed back his chair. His cock was huge, tenting his slacks. “I’ll see you later, baby. Make sure you’re nice and hot and wet for me.”
He was gone and my nipples were still hanging out of my top. I was hot all over and so aroused I simply didn’t care.
I pulled my top back into place and went back to the bar as if nothing had happened. Tamera met me with a knowing smile.
“Hot?”
“Holy shit–yes. I can’t wait.”