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Storming down the stairs of Adam's apartment block, I caught a glimpse of myself in the long mirrors that adorned each adjacent wall. My eyes were tearing up. I briskly raised my hand to my face and caught the wetness that was pooling around my eye lid with the side of my finger as I continued down the stairs. I had no intention of smearing my mascara, to appear, outwardly on the street as a damsel in distress. My straightened hair ended at my shoulders and swung to and fro as I carried on down the stairs, a few stray hairs catching themselves in my red lipstick. Our argument had only lasted what must have been a few minutes, Adam was my long-time boyfriend of about ten months. I had agreed to see him this particular evening, catching the bus to his place after he finished work. He had been there all day and so I dressed to impress, having my mind set on perusing a lust filled evening. I arrived to find him still in his work clothes and on the phone to a female colleague, who I knew instinctively had a major thing for him. I wasn?t happy. ?Yeah, yeah?? Adam continued on the phone, holding his finger up to me as I walked through the door, ensuring I didn?t break the flow of his precious phone call with bitch face. ?No, why? Why don?t you just get it done yourself missy? Instead of asking me to do it for you, hmm?? he continued. My blood started boiling with a preoccupied annoyance. The phone call ended and we were immediately arguing about the situation. After about five minutes of shouting and quarreling, I rang for a taxi; holding back the upset trembling of my voice down the phone and to my boyfriend before forcing the mobile into my handbag. I whipped the door handle, opening the door; slamming it against Adam?s back wall as I left without either of us speaking another word. Outside, I waited for the taxi to arrive. I was particularly cold, as I had decided to wear a red tartan pleated skirt that finished about four inches above the knee. And I wasn?t wearing leggings. My bare legs were being truly assaulted by the freezing brunt of the wind that ripped through the parking tunnel next to the flat block. I looked down to see the pimples of my freshly shaven legs prickling up from my skin. Past that, my pale flesh was contrasted against black thigh highs and heels. I should have worn a coat, I thought to myself, crossing both arms around my body in an attempt to retain some heat. My white blouse had long sleeves, but the material was to the point of transparency and left nothing to the imagination. Two identical strips of opaque material lined either side of my stomach, and made my white sheer lace bra even more apparently visible. Taking my phone out of my handbag, I took a glance at the time. Ten past eleven. I was almost hoping for a missed call from Adam; there wasn?t one. The taxi pulled around the corner and briefly illuminated my figure with its headlights, creating a shadow on the pavement that spread its way around me like the hand of a ticking clock. It was one of those larger taxi?s, that was more appropriate for transporting a large group of drunk males on a stag party weekend than it was for picking up a lone seventeen year old girl. It stopped by the curb and without hesitation I walked towards the back, sliding open the door. ?Amy?? I heard the driver ask, querying his own question. I paused, one foot already raised two feet off the floor, poised and ready to lift myself into the back seats. ?Yeah...?? ?It?s me, Ben!? Ben was a family friend, and a close pal to my dad who I had known for at least five years. He wasn?t quite as old as my dad, being thirty. He was a really lovely guy and would always make sure he said hello whenever he came round, which unfortunately in recent years, wasn?t very often. ?Oh my God! Hi, Ben! How are you?? I asked with delight as I took my foot off the taxi and closed the door shut. I scurried around the front of the car and hoped into the front seat, which took a little Kurtköy Escort (http://www.34nda.com/) bit of a climb. ?I?m good thanks Amy!? he replied, chuckling at my excitement. ?I should have thought when I was ordering the taxi that you might have been on duty!? of course that was the last thing on my mind at the time. ?You?re my first fare of the night actually, I?ve only just clocked on for the night! I?ll be on until about five or six in the morning.? ?Oh poor you!? I said earnestly as I buckled the seat belt and placed my handbag between my ankles. We drove off and continued our catch up session, it was only brief however, and was cut premature by a tension in the air that was triggered when Ben asked me what I had been doing that night. ?? I just saw my boyfriend, he?d just finished work.? ?Oh right, you not staying there tonight then?? ?No, not tonight?? It was hard to mask my disappointment. That was clear to Ben, who didn?t press the matter further, instead opting to concentrate on the road, letting silence fill the conversation. After a few minutes of silence with nothing but the sound of the tyres humming against the road. I could feel my upset begin to seep in, as if I was being slowly stripped of my clothes, leaving me bare for him to see how I really felt at that moment. I turned my face away from the windscreen and looked out of the side window as everything passed by my eyes in the darkness, houses, street lights, field after field, and then more houses and street lights. I must have had my face turned away from Ben for only a couple of minutes, but the feeling of discontent was excruciating and made the minutes feel like hours. Then he finally spoke again. ?Are you sure you?re alright Amy?? with that, I felt the tears welling up once again and infiltrate my vision, making everything blurry. My throat tightened and I gave a choked response. ?Yeah, I?m okay.? I didn?t look at him, I had made it very obvious that I was not okay at all and sniffled the moisture from my sinuses. ?Hey, hey don?t cry! What?s the matter?? ?Oh nothing!? I still didn?t look. ?You know you can talk to me about it if you want to, Amy.? I was briefly silent without responding. ?I could pull up here if you?d like?? We were nearly there, about one minute away from my house and approaching a nearby estate. ??Okay then, yeah,? I said, turning my head back onto the road as I wiped a few tears from my eyes, still trying my best to preserve my makeup. ?Okay, I?ll pull in to this car park here.? Ben indicated to the estate and took a left turn off the main road, driving a few yards down and pulling into an almost deserted community car park. Surrounded by tall trees, it covered a lot of ground, stretching out about fifty yards from left to right and front to back. Only six or seven vacant cars were near the houses, away from us. Driving to the far end he parked in a single bay overlooked by an overgrown and looming tree, turning off the engine. The keys jangled in the ignition as we sat in silence for a moment. ?Okay, what?s wrong with Amy?? he asked, encouraging me to talk. I sniffled and continued to wipe my eyes. Ben turned his body to face me. ?I?d offer you a tissue but this situation never normally occurs! Well, I say normally, I mean ever!? I laughed. ?Sorry, I bet you think I?m a complete headcase for breaking down in tears in front of you!? ?Don?t be silly, I know for a fact that you?re not a headcase!? I smiled up at him and reached for my bag, taking out a tissue. ?Oh! It?s a good job you?ve got your own!? I grinned. The intercom fizzed and clicked as a voice began to broadcast some information that I didn't understand into the car. Ben reached over and switched it off. ?Now, tell me what the matter is...? I began telling Ben about the evening, and my anticipation for it. Over the next half hour, I slowly revealed problems that I had been having in my relationship with Adam. He was incredibly understanding and Kurtköy Escort Bayan (http://www.34nda.com/) listened to me intently, so much so that at times I forgot he knew my parents, speaking to him like I would a close friend. It was only as I spoke to him that I realized what a handsome man he was. He had a beautiful jaw line, that he enunciated with a closely trimmed beard and his eyes were dark blue. I hadn't noticed how lovely his eyes were until then. Back then, I would have said he was "fit". The talk slowly came to a close, and my tears had stopped. We had completely lost track of the time. ?Oh God, I?ve been prattling on for half an hour now!? I said pointing to the clock. ?I?m so sorry!? ?No, don?t worry about that!? He waved it off and shrugged. ?Anyway, thanks for listening, Ben. Honestly, it means a lot.? ?Don?t worry about it, I can?t be having you all upset now can I?? ?I suppose not.? I smiled. There was a slight silence. ?You know, it?s strange to think I?ve known you so long and now here I am listening to your relationship problems and driving you home, alone; upset! It's weird! I've known you since you were yeigh big!? he raised his hand up straight, giving a vague measurement of height. "Since you were about twelve or something." ?I know! Who?d have thought it? Strange how things turn out!? ?It certainly is!? ?I never thought I?d be crying to you and telling you all my frustrations! Well, obviously not all of my frustrations, but you know?? ?You said you told me everything?? ?I have! There?s obviously a few things I can?t tell you.? ?Try me.? ?No, seriously! I mean, like; other frustrations?? Ben looked at me and tilted his head slightly, still not fully understanding. ?I mean, intimate things.? He raised his chin somewhat and squinted slightly, I hinted the minutest grin. ??Sex?? he asked. I smirked a little bit and darted my eyes to one side. ?Maybe.? Of course that?s what I meant. ?Ah, I see. Sorry for not getting that sooner.? ?It?s okay,? I said chuckling. My laughter alleviated some of the built up tension, and allowed him to become more comfortable with where I had begun to take the conversation, I could feel a deep exhilaration begin shake my being. He re-positioned himself in his seat. ?So what do you mean then? If you don?t mind me asking?? I didn?t, I wanted him to ask. I wanted to talk to him about sex. ?No, I don?t mind you asking.? I shook my head. ?Well, for instance, like sometimes when I want to have sex with Adam, he?ll be more interested in playing video games rather than being attentive to me. And it?s annoying because sometimes I really try to do whatever he wants me to do.? I stopped purposefully and smirked. ??I quite like being, you know; the one to be put upon so to speak,? I said laughing. ?Put upon?? ?Yeah, you know. Like, I?m not sure if dominated is the right word for it. But, that.? I saw Ben gulp slightly and then readdress, in his own mind, the coolness he was trying to maintain. ?Ahh, okay!? ?Anyway, sometimes I?ll try and do the things he likes. Like, I know he really likes getting a blowjob when he?s not expecting it, and sometimes I?ll just drop to the floor and? well.? I stopped for a second. ?He also likes being quite rough when I?m down there and I let him pull my hair and stuff. But recently he?s been more interested in what?s going on at work, and like I say I think it has something to do with that girl that he was talking to on the phone tonight! So any sort of sex has been really, really boring recently.? I stopped myself and looked up at Ben, his jaw was flexing and his eyes were completely fixed on my face. ?Sorry for bringing all this up, I shouldn?t really be talking to you about it.? ?No! No! It?s quite interesting, I mean. It?s? I?m sure that, why? How come?? I was at this point internally hysterical as he floundered to find the correct words to speak. ?If I were him I?d be checking myself!? ?How do you mean?? I asked inquisitively. Escort Kurtköy (http://www.34nda.com/) ?Well, if this guy isn?t paying enough attention to a girl like you then he needs his head sorting I think!? ?A girl like me? Ben, I don?t think I?m that special to be honest with you!? ?Are you seriously taking the piss?? ?No!? I exclaimed, giggling. ?You?re a gorgeous young woman!? ?I wouldn?t say I?m gorgeous, I think there?s a lot wrong with me to be honest.? ?In what way is there anything wrong with you?? ?Well, there?s friends of mine that have bigger boobs than me. And I kind of wish my hair was a bit more interesting? ?I don?t know much about hair, but; seriously, you?re breasts are? More than fine!? ?I don?t know about that.? ?Amy, trust me. I?m positive that you have an amazing body!? Ben adjusted himself again as he sat, one arm by his side and the other wrapped around the back of the headrest. ?Well, sometimes I catch a look at myself in the mirror, you know like getting out of the shower or something and I think I look pretty good. I?m quite proud of my behind actually, I think it?s a nice ass.? I sniggered and pressed my hand against my chest, running it down the seat belt. Ben was nodding without a word to say as I reached down and unbuckled myself, the belt zipped back; rubbing my breasts as it did. ?Sometimes I?ll just stand there and look at myself naked in the mirror? He took another deep gulp. ?You will?? ?Yeah, quite a lot actually I?ll do that. Do you think that?s normal?? he paused. ?You know, I bet it is,? he said pointing to me. ?I bet if I looked like that I?d never get anything done!? rapturous laughter exploded out of me, and I took the opportunity to sneak a glance at his groin, the car was dark and his pants were black but I saw the unmistakable ridge of a semi-erect penis. ?How would you dress if you were me then, and you had the chance to look?? ?To be honest, I don?t think I?d wear anything! Actually what you?re wearing now is pretty, you know? Fine!? ?Just fine?? I asked, grabbing the hem of my skirt. ?Well, no; it?s fantastic is what I mean.? ?You like what I?m wearing then?? ?Definitely!? He exclaimed. I raised a hand and ruffled my hair, lifting it over one ear slightly and felt my eye lids get heavier as my desire brewed to boiling point. Staring sultrily at his crotch, I made it obvious to him that I knew he was clearly aroused. His eyes followed mine down to his own manhood, where his hand began to fidget with the fabric in an attempt to relieve the pressure that was mounting underneath. Ben looked to me. I brought both hands up to my blouse and started to unfasten the buttons from top to bottom, as slowly as I could, making sure to maintain eye contact with him as I did. It fell open majestically, revealing to him my elegant lace bra; my nipples, clearly visible through the fabric. His seat took a few clicks back and he adjusted the headrest, getting comfortable. I could see in his eyes that he was longing for my lips to be wrapped around his swollen bell end, which was lucky because that?s what I wanted to do. My heart was fluttering and I could feel my cheeks filling with heat; luckily they weren?t as visibly red as they perhaps might have been under different lighting, but the only available light was that of the lamppost a few yards away from the car. I could feel my brain buzzing with a little bit of naughty excitement as I rested the palm of my hand against the bare skin of my upper leg, the only 3 inches of bare skin visible between my skirt and heels. They were cold and started to clam up. I licked my lips slightly. My heart started pounding. ?What would you do if I said I wanted to suck your cock?? I asked solemnly. He didn?t say a word. Instead his hands briskly formed alliance and he grabbed his buckle. I leaned over the gear box, biting my lower lip in anticipation as he swiftly unbuckled his belt and pants zipper, my eyes were tightly fixed on his hands and groin, his were most likely transfixed on my mouth. The metal buckle clicked open, he pulled his trousers open revealing a pair of tight white boxers, his bulge pressing against them to the point of transparency. I looked up into his eyes and he did mine as I licked my lips once again, more seductively this time.