[F]ucking so[M]eone else's very hot date at a dinner party surrounded by guests | 2016

This is a funny I’d like to think sort of hot story of how a bit of a tall tale from my teens led me to one very interesting and kind of sneaky hot situation in my 20’s involving a naturally stunning girl, her unaware date and a bit of sneaky naughtiness surrounded by a group of unaware people. Some I knew, some I didn’t.

Firstly though a little bit of back story when I was in my final years of school, part of our final year involved a trial scheme were we had to get work experience for a term to prepare us for employment in the real world. At time I had a weekend and evening part-time job in a hospital so felt I was getting plenty of work experience by actually working and getting paid for it. And the thought of being someones errand boy did not sound very appealing.

I was friendly with the physiotherapy department staff the most in the hospital. When I would skive off work I would hang out down there and chat with them in that department mostly on the weekends. I asked the head nurse who was always fond of me, if she would mind if I said I done work experience in their clinic on the days we were allocated to do the job scheme. She was happy to oblige. So for the few months of each work experience term. I had nice lazy days at home while everyone else I knew was partaking in slave labour being gofers in offices. I dared not tell my class mates or friends the truth of my non work experience life in fear of spite that they may expose me. We always ribbed on each other and typical teen stuff just messers getting the other in trouble, especially in school and this would have been the perfect fuel they would need to use against me.

Anyways because the head nurse was so fond of me she gave me a ridiculously over the top glowing report of how great I was and I should really consider physiotherapy as a chosen profession as I have a gift for it and gave me top marks for my work experience and abilities on her assessment, which resulted in me getting highest marks in the class for the scheme. Rather annoyingly I might add as I was never top marks at anything and no fucking real clue what I would have done had I done the physio work experience. My thing at school was usually going under the radar and it had served me well, but this positive feedback led to my guidance counsellor and year head having me present a end of year presentation to my class on why I would like to do this as a profession and having me read out some of my fake diaries which I totally made up the day before they were due and mostly involved tall tales of great improvement of mobility of patient who attened the clinic under my healing hands. And how I plan to put this experience to practice and plan my chosen career path.

So the tall tale sort of spiraled out of that and I was seen as a physiotherapy prodigy in the making by my friends. And many presumed this is what I would go on to study in college. Which I found amusing. But most of my adult life my school friends have all believed this was my true calling and I chose to ignore it for whatever crazy reason and ended up studying communications.

Now that is out of the way, my story. I was at a gathering a friend threw a few years ago. The evening planned was a seafood platter dinner event, followed by good music and some drinking late in to the night. Over starters we are all talking and I am trying to take my mind off the oncoming sea food platter which I am not a fan of as I hate seafood and boring chatter by staring at a fairly pretty girl at the other end of the table. A cocky well dressed guy who I had never met before is talking about how he almost didn't make it as his date pulled something in her neck and she was reluctant about attending the shindig due to the discomfort she was feeling. He keeps referring to her as a bit of a baby, a hypochondriac and how she can't be taken anywhere with out something happening. He had a smarmy way about him I personally didn't like. His dinner date however turned out to be the girl I have been staring at most of the evening. She is in her late 20's, older than me, naturally beautiful, petite, long dark hair, amazing blue eyes, great lips and just a real eye catching genuine stunner. My type anyway, I must add.

I had noticed her since she walked in the room and had tried not to make it too obvious I had been checking her out, but she had such an alluring beauty. She was not fake looking, not caked in make up but her beauty just shone through. A few of my friends who I stuck with after school who were at the table chime in and say sure don’t I have healing hands and she should let me see to her neck. So he asks me "if you don't mind horse would you take a look?" and then his date looks at me and says with a smile she "would really appreciate it" if I could take a look.

I of course can’t say no to a pretty face and not being a seafood fan I am very happy to skip the oncoming dinner all together, so I say "yes sure let me take a look". I should add before I go any further I may have not have him down the route of my white lie physio expertise experience but I have done my fair share of massages in my time and do like to think I am pretty good at them.

She gets up and I ask her to go over to a chair in the living-room as the rest of the group carry on eating. She has an incredible body and is in a short, strapless, floral, summer, dress and it is incredibly difficult not to check out, such is her beauty and draw.

I ask her to sit up on a hard chair that is in living room, and to tie her hair up as I stand behind her. I can feel her tension as soon as I place my hand on her shoulders. I start to rub her shoulders very gently at first and being very careful with my touch just in case it is something serious and not wanting to do permanent or further damage. Last thing I want is to cripple the poor girl.

I am a pretty tall, strong, broad shouldered guy, I also have pretty big hands. I am also aware of my power and strength but I have quite a gentle and tender touch for a guy of my size and strength. I played rugby for most of my teens and know about grace and accuracy. My only experience with physio related stuff would be through rugby too when helping others in team with cramp. But I have a tender side and with this just aware of restraining and controlling my physical attributes. I also strongly believe in the effectiveness of touch when it comes to interaction and at a deeper level intimacy. So factoring all that nonsense in I like to start extra gentle with my touch.

As I start to rub her shoulders and place my hands up her neck I can feel some of the tension already lifting. I tell her she is very knotted up which she is and I think I should go get some oil, she responds “whatever you think, I can already feel it easing so you obviously know what you are doing. So keep going and do what you need to do”. I nod at her confidently to give the impression that I got this.

I go to the kitchen and they have coconut oil in a cabinet so I just take the jar, a cloth and a spoon back with me. And rub some oil in my hands from the spoon and go back to placing my hands on her shoulders letting oil warm up and gently moving my hands up and down her neck. As I work my hands and fingers with with the oil I can feel her relaxing more and more, as the oil does its stuff. I can hear small but audible little pleasure sounds just as I’m finding my rhythm and routine. Hands and fingers running up and down her shoulders and now ever so slightly down her neck and back. As I grip her shoulders a little firmer I can hear her moan and she of course naturally embarrassed tries cover it up with a fake embarrassed cough. I carry on moving lower down back and neck and arms.

The tension continuing to melt away from her, as I apply a little more oil and make sure it and my touch are working their magic on her neck and shoulders. The quiet noises continue from her but her attempts to mask them start to become less and less. Now aware she is finally relaxing and to try not make it seem like I have noticed or am aware of her reactions, I let on to be blissfully unaware as I carry on with the massage.

I can see in the reflection of the giant TV in the living room, all her reactions as I move my hand to certain areas. For instance when I move my hand up the back of her neck just behind her ear, she crosses her legs so tightly. When my hand touches her back especially around her spine she starts to bite on her lower lip. As I touch around her neck she make the most audible of noises and in the reflection I can she her face react and her open her legs wide and try straddle seat. All the while she is breathing heavier and deeper too.

I should add during all this I have no ulterior motives, I am happy to not be at that table and I can smell the seafood in the background which is sort of making me feel queasy. I really don't like fucking seafood and this was far more entertaining. My hands on this fine lady and doing a good deed and just helping her get that knot out is all I’m thinking and that her date is a right prick as I can hear him being very opinionated in the background and even referring that she is one of many he is seeing. Total cunt basically. As my hand is on her neck, I am being respectful and aware not to over step her personal space and ask does she mind if I can go any lower. Her response is a very sharp and fast response of "yes, just do what you need to do". So I move my hand lower down her neck and chest. I am teasingly close to her breasts and I can feel her heart pulsating. She is breaking out in tiny goose bumps and I can see the hairs on her neck standing. Her legs are a little open and she is straddling the chair in the reflection on the TV. As I rub finger tips around neck, I move down chest and place hands above her upper breast. She is now breathing so hard and struggling to sit still on the chair. I ask can she pull down dress slightly lower as not to get oil on it. She says nothing but obliges and exposes more of her breasts by pulling down dress more.

They are on the smaller side but they are perky and from what I am touching, they feel so damn good. Part of me wants my hand to just go further down for obvious reasons but I am hesitant. As I move back up chest I say. "Do you want me to go a bit lower?" With out hesitation she lowers dress lower so its just above nipples. As I look down I can see her hard nipples. I change my standing position.

I stand in front of her now able to look over to the table to the others, they are all still busy eating and talking among each other and not at all interested in what we are doing. This is both exciting and daunting and not what I was expecting when I offered to do this but I sense she wants me to continue and I have a confidence in me to just continue as why the fuck not?

I look down at her, the first time our faces have looked at each other since I started the massage and she is looking at me provocatively and even a bit seductively. Her lower lip being bitten harder and her eyes fixed on mine. I say I need to go lower and she just nods, eyes continuing to be focused on mine. She lowers her dress more, exposing most of her tits and I start to run my hands over them. I'm caressing them, playing with her nipples and she is trying desperately not to moan loud by biting on her lip even harder. The touch of her skin the feel of her soft tits and hard nipples starting to arouse me.

Her gaze and reaction is such a turn on and I am so aware of the effect my touch is having on her. As my hands are playing with her nipples, her date calls over in a demeaning belittling tone as if his night is being ruined by her absence and asks is the patient feeling any better? I don't even react to his voice at the risk of being possibly caught in the act and keep my hands where they are and just sort of carry on with what I’ve been doing m. She responds "much better". As she says "better" I teasingly pinch both her nipples hard and she lets out a wicked smile. Her plump lips indented with teeth marks from how hard she has been biting. I just say "almost done, it's just tension needing seeing to!"

The sounds of plates being gathered stops me going any further, "all done" I say as she fixes her dress back above her chest and she stands up and thanks me. She goes off to the bathroom and I tell the group that I need to use facilities too, as my hands are covered in oil and it just gets everywhere.

As I walk to the bathroom she is leaving, but she stops in her tracks as I approach. I am not the causal encounter type at all and I definitely am not a crazy risk taker, if anything I had felt I took enough risks already. But I was really fucking worked up and I really wanted her and I felt she wanted the same. My sexual confident side came out and i went with my gut as I say "you know I am not done with you yet" and she followed me back in to bathroom and we make out for a few as I run my hands through her hair.

I then lift her dress high above her, and she has no underwear on. Her juices are starting to run down her legs and I place my hand between them and say "I wanted my hand down there too" as I feel her heat and wetness. She says "I know".

We step in to the shower as space limited in this bathroom and I drop my pants and boxers and I begin to fuck her against the shower wall. My cock bulging and so swollen. As I press it deep in to her tight pussy. I just thrust my throbbing hard cock repeatedly in her she is squirming being filled as she is that tight as she holds my back.

Acutely aware time is limited and we both can’t be gone all that long. I waste no time in fucking her hard and with real purpose and urgency. As her legs wrap around me against wall. I know I need to fuck her harder, faster and deeper. After a few more hard, forceful hard thrusts of pushing all my might into her. I put her down, bend her over and fuck her doggy style. I can hear sounds of voices and music coming on. And instead of fear or even worry, the risk of being caught and knowing people I know outside only encourages me to fuck her harder. I can feel her pussy throbbing as I push deeper and deeper. She is desperately trying to be quiet but mostly failing as I carry on pounding and pounding. Noises from both of us intensifying. The whole experience is both exhilarating, exciting and a little terrifying. We are both so built up and the risk factor so great. It is a quick but monumental exciting fuck.

I pull out just before we both orgasm and cum all over her lower back as it runs down her ass cheeks. She can barely breathe, her bent over still I can see her pussy gaping and my juices running down her. All she can say is "wow, fuck that was so good and how did that just happen?..." trying to regain her sense of surroundings. I honestly respond “I have no fucking clue”

I cheekily ask "so how is the neck now?" And she even more cheekily responds "just what the doctor ordered" as she puts dress back on. We have barely anytime to talk before we can hear people asking where we got to and our food is getting cold? We both clean ourselves off with a towel and she leaves, declaring me to be a bit of miracle worker to the group and how good she now feels.

I was shocked as what to went down and although long in description as I wanted to do the heat of the moment stuff justice but it all just went by so fast, it was hot, sneaky and truly a bit wild and crazy. A true moment of hot madness. When I get out of the bathroom I make sure the towel and the cloth is placed in the washing machine for the laundry as its covered in 'coconut oil' among other things.

The rest of the night is spent listening to good music and me wondering how my silly tall tale from school had led to what just happened and how me and this girl may potentially just have some unfinished business as I catch her looking over at me again.