I Just Gave a Guy the Best Blowjob of His Life
The place was a dive, all right — everything you’d expect from a cowboy watering hole in the middle of Lubbock, Texas.
I had just finished a dance with a man who had been sending me smoldering glances across the room all night. His name was Jake. His cowboy swagger was unmistakable, each step confident and deliberate. His shoulders were always slightly back, chest out, and a subtle tilt to his hat screamed self-assuredness.
I wore my favorite, black-washed denim mini dress that perfectly clung to my curves and showed off my bare shoulders and cleavage and cinched my waist just right while barely covering my ass. I loved wearing something a little sexier than my usual jeans and a T-shirt when I went out with my husband.
While I spoke quietly with Mike on the phone and sipped my drink, I described the way Jake’s eyes lingered on my tits as we danced, leaving no doubt he wanted to see more.
I couldn’t help but wonder how far things would go… if the stranger’s smoldering stares would turn into dirty deeds. Mike’s voice grew more intense, his breathing heavier. “Keep going,” he urged. “Tell me everything.”
My eyes flicked up to meet his, and the intensity of the stranger’s gaze grew. My eyes…
