Shanley opened the door to her 500 square foot studio and let her black sequined clutch, including her keys, fall to the floor. She was disappointed in how the night was turning out. She walked into her bathroom, flicked on the light, and admired herself in the mirror. Her makeup still looked perfectly flush on her face. Glitter in all the right places, and blush pink in all the other right places. Her lips a calm matte of shades of orange.

She had worked too hard on this look to have the night end early. Shanley looked down at her black zip-up booties and contemplated taking them off. She had hoped for more out of her date. He had approached her at her local coffee stop. They talked for an initial long while and agreed to continue the conversation over drinks and dinner. Perhaps her look intimated him. But at dinner, he had absolutely nothing to say. He had politely walked her to her car at the end of the evening and they said goodnight…sans a goodnight kiss, or fondling her body was in a drought from. She was sure that any light touch would be enough to get her going, forget about foreplay.

Shanley kept the booties on. She retrieved her phone from her clutch and collapsed into her couch. The phone lit up. Ugh, it’s only 7:49, she grumbled to herself. There was still so much time to the evening.

She searched her mind for any back-up plans. And then it hit. She rapidly scrolled in the past of her text messages and found his name. She and Connor had agreed they were not a relationship match several months ago, but the sex was mind-blowing. Occasionally they would reach out when in desirable need. Tonight was one of those nights, and Shanley was for sure going to give in.

Hey there, what are you up to? She hit send and waited briefly to see the three little dots appear indicating his response. Her screened turned off in the wait. Shanley placed her phone down on her suede coffee table and went to grab herself a glass of water. Her phone buzzed indicating a text. She ran to see who it was.

Connor responded: Hey there. Just getting ready to head out with some buddies.

Shanley wondered if she should accept that or go forward and give him a better offering. She chose the later, writing back: Sounds fun. But does it sound more fun than having raunchy hot sex? Shanley impatiently waited. And waited some more. She had her fingers on the zipper of boot preparing to take them off when her phone lit up and buzzed once more.

No argument. I can be there in 20, the text from Connor read. Shanley breathed a huge sigh of relief and uttered the words, “thank you,” to herself. She was thankful for Connor pulling through.

Shanley paced in her studio. She drank a few more glasses of water, refreshed herself in the mirror, and double-checked to make sure her bed was suitable for company. About 20 minutes later there was a knock at her door. Her heart began to race and her pussy pulsated at the same beat. She was more than ready.

She opened the door and there he stood. She moved aside to let him come in forgetting that she had thrown her going out items to the floor. She was embarrassed by her behavior but quickly let the feeling go.

Connor stuffed his hands in his jean pockets, “How have you been?”

“I’ve been pretty decent. And you?” Shanley walked deeper into her apartment past Connor.

“Good, good.” Connor looked around her studio to observe the space. “I have to say I wasn’t expecting to hear from you.”

“Oh?” Shanley lifted an eyebrow.

“Well yeah. I thought you were dating again,” Connor took a few steps closer Shanley.

“Mmhm, mmhm, yes. But dating sucks a lot of the time.”

Connor laughed, “oh what with the free meals and everything it…”

Shanley cut him off now being only a few inches away from him, “Yeah, that’s nice and all. But it’s not fun to make myself all pretty and have the night not turn out.” She settled her hands on his hard chest, “And I called you over for something fun.”

“Mmmm,” he murmured. Connor grabbed onto her hips and leaned down to kiss her. The small talk was not needed. But for some reason he still wanted to know more. The growing thickness in his jeans let him know that he could learn more later. Connor turned Shanley so her back was facing the bed. They devoured each other. A familiar taste, a guilty pleasure, and one not indulged in nearly enough.

Connor slid his hands beneath her ass and picked her up only to roughly throw her down to the bed. “Is this more of the fun you were looking for?”

Shanley squirmed on the bed allowing the pleasure to melt through her whole body. She needn’t say a word in response. Connor fell on top of her, holding himself in a pushup position. He let the pressure of his body massage her own need while he used his tongue to play with her own. She used her nails to dig into his back. She tried to lift her hips and spread her legs. Instead she tugged at the back of his shirt.

Connor pulled away. He stood up maintaining his gaze on Shanley. He yanked his t-shirt off and undid his belt. Shanley wriggled around the bed as she tugged at her own shirt and pulled at her leggings. Connor stepped out of his jeans and then grabbed Shanley’s leg. He unzipped one bootie, then the other, and ripped off all her remaining clothing.

Connor positioned his hands on either side of Shanley again. He slithered up her body with his mouth starting at her hips until he was parallel to her. Shanley spread her legs for him. She moaned with anticipation. Connor knew she needed no warm-up. He guided himself in and pounded into her hard and fast. Shanley lightly bit into his bicep and scratched at his back. This was exactly the fun she needed. Her moaning intensified with each thrust. She lost control of her breath. And then she couldn’t make a single sound. She was going to come around his filling dick.

Connor had his hands around her head. He held her head still and looking straight at him. “Open your eyes,” he demanded. “Open your eyes,” he breathed between each pulse, “I want you to look at me as you come.” He continued to work.

Shanley struggled to open her eyes. She struggled to lose her focus. She struggled to not question why he wanted to see her. And then she opened her eyes and looked right up at him. She almost searched his eyes. Her pussy began to convulse over his dick. She felt all her energy, all her strength, all her need electrify and slowly dissolve through her body. All the while she kept her eyes locked on Connor’s. Satisfied thrill shone through her eyes. It was more than enough to induce an equally shaky, intense orgasm for Connor on Shanleys stomach.

Keeping her eyes locked on him, she stroked him, collected some of his sweet juices on her index finger, and sucked it in. Connor looked down at her with jaw dropping amazement. This was way more than fun, Shanley thought, and Connor delivered.