I've Arrived

"Okay." He put on his shoes and I put on mine.

We headed out and got in his car, the walk to the car was silent and filled with longing gazes from him with and awkward "I fucked up" smiles. He started the car and started driving, I watched the road.

"So where to?" he asked.

"Anywhere." I answered in a quick clipped tone.

"Are we going to talk about what just happened up there?" he asked.

"If that's what you want to talk about."

"So, care to tell me why you freaked out."

"I know I seem like I'm care free and all that, but I have certain things that I don't do without."

"So, you never have sex without condoms?" he asked.

"I have had sex without condoms, but usually I'm in a committed relationship for a long time before that happens." I told him. "I leave tomorrow, and I the last thing I want is a mishap of some sort if you know what I mean?"

"I get it, it won't happen again." He said. "I'm sorry."

"Let's get through today and have fun like we planned." I smiled at him half heartedly.

"Sounds like a plan, but can we not let this spoil our day together?" he asked.

"I don't think I could stay mad at you." I said and placed my hand on his thigh. We stopped at an intersection, he threw the car into park. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"This will only take a moment." he leaned in grabbed my face and kissed me. "I needed to do that." he said and turned up the radio. I sat there a little dazed, but cheering up in incriments.

We drove and drove until we ran out of road. He parked the car and we were facing the ocean. The waves crashed on the sore and as they swept back inviting us to come closer. I got out, took off my shoes and jacket, and left them in the car. I rolled up my pants and stepped onto the warm sand that slipped between my toes. I started to run towards the water like a little kid that has never seen the ocean. I reached the wet matted down sand just as a wave hurled onto my feet. The rush of the cold water covering me up to my ankles, it was so icy but it felt nice on a hot day like today. Eric stood by the car, leaning on the still opened door, just standing there watching me with the sun in his face, making him scrunch it up in the bright morning sun.

"Come join me!" I yelled to him over the crashing waves and the whistling wind. I watched as he freed his feet from his shoes. I faced the ocean and stared out at the horizon that was endless, the water still swirled around my ankles as I lost myself in thought. I thought about staying here with my tattooed prince, but would we last? Are we just a physical relationship? Would he even want to be with me for the long haul? So many questions, and I'm too afraid to ask, because of the answers. I turned back to look at Eric and just in time to see him running towards me.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He hugged and spun me around.

"Okay, I'm here." He said while laughing.

"I'm glad you joined me." We were standing in deeper water and a wave was on its way in to drench us. I grabbed his hand and started running through the water pulling him along.

"Are you afraid of water or something?"

"No!" I shouted as the water came rushing in. All of a sudden he scooped me up and started walking deeper into the ocean. "What are you doing?"

"We're getting wet." He trudged on.

"I don't really feel like getting wet fully dressed." I responded and held on tighter.

"But I like you wet." He said and smiled, he took another step. "Damn its cold."

"I really don't want to get wet." I said again.

"Well I'm already wet so, now it's your turn." He dropped my legs into the water.

"Holy Hell!" I yelled, but he held me up so I couldn't touch the ground.

"You're lucky I'm nice." He spoke into my ear.

"How is this nice?" I asked dangling there in his arms.

"Well think about it. I'm taller than you, so your ass would be soaked right now but I'm holding you up so that doesn't happen." I looked to the side and noticed that he was right. I kissed him to show my gratitude. "Shall I carry you like this back to shallow water?"

"Yes, please."

"Nah." He dropped me down into the water, and we made a run for the shore before another wave came. Once I was out of the water I ran and sat on the soft dry sand, it covered my wet skin all around my feet and ankles leaving me with that gritty feeling between my toes as I sat there. He followed suit and collapsed next to me.

"Have you ever wanted to have sex on the beach?" I asked at random.

"Not really." He replied.

"Good, because you know... I would hate to have sand in my most sensitive areas." I said gesturing to my crotch.

"That does sound unpleasant." He made a face just thinking about the discomfort that would cause.

"So what is your public place sex fantasy?" I asked.

"What's with the random sex questions?" he asked back.

"They just keep popping up, and I'm curious."

"Fair enough.... Let me think."

"You have to think? I know mine right off the bat."

"Okay so since you know yours, care to share that bit of information with me?"

"Library. "

"Really? Why?" he was perplexed.

"Yes really, and as for the why.... Think about it.... It's a place where you have to be quiet, so the risk is so much greater then and I love books." I paused for a moment. "Just thinking about being pushed up against a bookshelf or being laid out on some cold marble floor, obviously not all Libraries have marble flooring, so it would have to be a special trip some place. Ooohh or maybe even a museum."

"You've really thought about this haven't you?" he asked.

"No, it just popped in my head."

"Hmmmm well let me think about my fantasy sex escapade." He sat there and thought for a moment or two. "I've got it."

"Okay.... So tell me."

"Don't ask me why, because honestly I don't know, but a department store....to be more specific, Dillard's."

"Hmmm..."

"Every time I walk in there, I instantly get a hard on, and I don't know why."

"You don't seem like the type to shop at such a high end store."

"What are you saying?"

"I didn't mean to offend you, but you don't seem like they type of person to by brand name stuff, not that you can't afford it, I just always figured you didn't care about things like that."

"Hmm.... That's an acceptable assessment."

"Now I'm in the mood to do some shopping." I added a wink after.

"Actual shopping, or did you mean......"

"I guess we'll have to go and you'll find out."

"Oh, I like the sound of that."

We hurried back to the car and dusted off the sand and Eric drove like a mad man to the mall. We arrived, and he parked as close as he could. When we got out of the car he grabbed my hand and led the way to our ideal destination. We passed by music stores and other clothing stores, and shoe stores, but Dillard's was in view now, and my heart started to pound as we strode ever closer to their enormous entrance. I spoke softly as we crossed the threshold.

"So where did you want to do this?" I asked.

"I don't know....dressing room?"

"No, that's so cliché." I waved off his idea.

"Okay, then you can come up with an idea."

I thought for a split second, and looked around and immediately looked and a clothing rack, the circular ones that have so many articles of clothing jam packed that it would be perfect.

"Clothing rack."

"Huh?"

"You see the tall circular ones?"

"Yeah."

"In the middle of it."

"This is going to be tricky."

"I know, but isn't that part of all the excitement?" I asked.

"Well yeah." I reached into my bag and pulled out a condom.

"Here, take this." I said and discreetly passed it to him.

"When do you want me to put this on?" he asked.

"Well you're going to be the first one in the clothing rack, I'll look like I'm browsing and then I'll join you in there shortly after, so be ready, because I don't think we'll have all that much time to lolly gag, so once you're in, get ready."

"Yes ma'am."

"Now, we have to find a clothing rack that's suitable for what we want to do, and also secluded, but also that has a close exit if we get caught." I thought it all through.

"You really know what you're doing.... Have you done this before?" He asked.

"Nope, I'm just as new to it as you are." I replied.

"Well you certainly know what you're doing then." He said.

"So what department really gets you going?" I asked.

"I doesn't really matter, I'm already hard." He said adjusting himself.

I couldn't help but smile as we searched the store for the perfect spot. We decided on the men's section. The women's sections are too crowded, the men's had a few guys browsing but they seem to just look for one thing in particular and then leave. Off in the corner there was a tall rack jam packed with clearance clothes from the winter, I scanned the area for employees and customer's alike, there was no one near it. I nudged Eric and pointed to it with my eyes.

"There?" he asked quietly.

"Yes the tall clearance rack in the back corner."

"Okay, give me a second to get in there and....prepare." he said and ended it with a kiss on the cheek. My heart began to race as he walked away from me towards our designated sex zone. I started to think about my clothing of choice today... this is going to be difficult. I watched as Eric got over to the clothing rack, he looked as if he were shopping; he looked to me across the way and gave me a wink before he ducked down and into the center on the clothing rack. I waited a minute or two looking at different belts and suspenders, and then I made my way to the sex rack. My heart was pounding in my chest; I noticed the glass top on the clothing rack was completely blacked out, the better to not be seen. I assumed he recognized my shoes because I felt Eric reach for my pants and started unfastening them. I I felt him tugging on my pants, urging me to get in there with him. As I waited for an opportunity to join him, I felt Eric reach in and begin to torture me with his fingers. I held back any form of a moan, as he ran his fingers repeatedly over my pleasure button I leaned into his hand even more. I looked around and my moment had arrived. I ducked in and he lost his grip on me. I pulled down my pants and sex drenched panties. Eric pulled me onto his aching and waiting cock, I sucked in a deep breath as I felt every inch of him impale me. He snaked his hands up the front of my shirt, leaving a path of goose bumps in their wake.

"You should have worn a dress." Eric whispered in my ear.

I tried my best to make it pleasurable with the limited amount of space, the more I moved the wetter I became. I felt constricted in the tiny bit of space we had to work with, all the while trying to stay quiet. I rotated my hips every which way and felt myself become more and more frustrated.

"I'm more worked up doing this." I said laying my head back on his shoulder to talk in his ear.

"Well let me help you release some of that... spread your legs a little." I obeyed his request and parted my legs for him. One of his hands slithered down to turn up the heat with my pleasure button. As he worked me to the edge my mouth fell open and I couldn't help but moan.

"SECURITY TO THE MEN'S SECTION, SECURITY TO THE MEN'S SECTION!"

We heard that over the PA system only moments after my little moan.

"Oh shit." I whispered. "We have got to make a run for it."

"Yes we do.... But before you remove my cock from impaling you, I need to you grind down on me."

"What?!"

"You heard me, grind my brains out." He said making me move my hips. "Oh shit... here it comes." With a twitch and not much time to enjoy his release, I heard footsteps approaching.

"We have to go and we have to go now." I said.

"Okay.... Let's go."

I stood up the best I could to pull up my pants, allowing him to at least pull his boxers up. I ducked out of the clothing rack and bolted out of there like my ass was on fire. Eric was close behind encouraging me to go faster and push myself. We got to the front doors and shoved them open and continued on our sprint to the car, where Eric had the keys out and ready to click the button to unlock the doors. Security was right on our tails as we ran out in front of cars; We B lined it to the car and quickly got the hell out of there. Once we drove off the parking lot and down a few blocks, we looked at each other, still out of breath and started laughing.

"Oh my God, that was intense." I said.

"No kidding." He said with a chuckle. "You're one crazy girl."

"Hey, it was your fantasy." I said.

"I know, but I didn't actually think you would want to do it."

"I was on the fence about it until you stuck your hand down my pants." I said.

"Oh so you weren't going to do it?" he asked. "I had my pants down and my cock ready for you before I pulled you in with me."

"Well good thing you did what you did."

"No kidding."

Our breathing became normal again, I was still anxious to finish what we got started in the store. I was wondering where we were driving. I reached over to his lap and opened his pants, Eric just kept his eyes on the road, and he didn't flinch or stop me in anyway. I obtained his cock that was hidden in his hastily pulled up pants. He still had on his cum filled condom.

"You still have the condom on?"

"Yeah, I didn't exactly have time to remove it, let alone throw it out."

"Do you want me to pull it off?" I asked.

"No. I don't feel like having my jizz all over me and my car."

"Fair enough." I sat back, and left his dick pulled out and at attention.

He continued to drive and after about a block he began to fidget in his seat, he was still rock hard but I watched as he reached down and played a little. Intrigued, I turned in my seat slightly to face him with a big smile. That drew his attention to me; he looked at me with one hand still on his cock.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing, I'm just watching and waiting for you to take me somewhere."

"Oh I'll take you somewhere." He said and started driving faster. I recognized the area, and I knew where we were going. He pulled into his garage and threw the car into park and turned it off. He flung open his car door and stood for a moment with his back to me and took off the used condom and replaced it with a fresh one. The next thing I knew he was walking around the car and opened my door and pulled me out. My blood started pumping the second he grabbed me by the wrist and lead me to the hood of the car. He opened my pants and pulled them down and pushed me back onto the hood, making my feet leave the ground and causing me to lose my shoes as he wrenched my pants off the rest of the way. I didn't become shy or embarrassed by the fact that he was taking me here in his garage with the door wide open; it was the middle of the day, so most of his neighbors were at work. I hope no one walks by and hears us.

He flung my legs over his shoulders and popped himself inside of me so quick, it was as if my lady bits were going to seal themselves shut, and this was the last possible moment he had to "keep the gates open". It felt good to not be confined like we were in the clothing rack, now we have room to move and really get into it. His thrusts were smooth and fluid, but I couldn't hold me tongue after a moment or two.

"Is that it?" I asked.

He looked down at me. "What do you mean? Is that it?" all the while he was still thrusting.

"I'm not made of glass you know, I can take a pounding."

"Can you now?"

"Yeah, so stop pussy footing around it and really give me all you got." I said a little flustered.

The next thing I knew he pulled out and flipped me on my stomach pushed my legs together, and went to town. He jammed himself into me, and did just what I had asked for. He always filled me to the brink of pain, but this was definitely a different type of fullness that I was feeling. I tried to contain myself since we were kind of in public, but as he continued on I got to my breaking point where I couldn't help myself.

"OH GOD YES! AH-mmmmm." he clamped his hand over my mouth muffling my bliss. I bit his palm when I was finished.

"Ow! Now what was that for?" He stopped thrusting.

"I could hardly breathe under your... man hands." I retorted.

"Well I personally I don't feel like being the guy who gets the cops called on him for having vociferous sex in my garage." He pulled out of me and planted his bitten palm on my bare ass cheek, hard.

"Ow! What was that for?" I whipped my head around.

"For biting me." He pulled up his pants and grabbed me by the wrist. "And we're nowhere near finished." I squealed at the thought. He marched straight into the house with me in tow, pants less. He proceeded to have me every which way he saw fit and fun.

When we were finished, there was a sheen of sex and sweat that covered us and just about every surface our naked bodies touched. I caught my breath a few minutes after my final earth shattering orgasm; I laid there like a wilted flower. The sun had long gone and the moon was in its place full and bright. In his bed I looked out the window and noticed the moon beams shining in, that was the last thing I remembered.

I woke up alone in his bed; I listened for any kind of noise inside the house. But I heard nothing. I got up and searched his house that we completely destroyed with our sex Olympics. We both were awarded gold medals for outstanding performance and endurance and creativity. I couldn't find my clothes. Then I heard the buzz of the dryer. I swiftly walked through the house to the dryer we had sex on last night. I found a note laying on top the dryer. It read like this....

Hey Pretty Lady,

I had to run into work, take a shower, and get dressed. I'm taking you to breakfast before you leave me. I'll be back by 9a.m. be ready.

Eric

I took my shower, and got dressed. I still had some time to kill when I was ready, so I did what any other bored girl would do. I cleaned. There was a broken cup in the kitchen, so I swept it up, and pillows and blankets were thrown off the couch. I folded and piled all of that nicely on the couch. I pulled out the rest of the clothes that were in the dryer and folded that too. I made the bed and then sat and waited for Eric's arrival. Time ticked by slowly for the last twenty minutes of my remaining time left alone in his house.

I laid back on the couch and fell asleep. When I came to Eric was there making his presence known by rubbing my legs and arms.

"I see that you were busy while I was gone."

"Huh?" I woke up stiff.

"You cleaned."

"Oh, yeah.... It was nothing." I waved him off.

"I would have left it for a few days after you were gone so I could have proof that this was all real and not a dream." He smiled warmly at me.

"Trust me, I won't forget this ever, and my body certainly knows that this wasn't a dream."

"Good to know I won't be forgotten." He leaned over me and kissed me pushing me back into the sofa cushion. "Are you ready to eat breakfast?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm starving actually."

"Good, because after last night I've been dying to eat." He sounded so relieved.

"Good, because I may pig out a little." I confessed.

"Good, because............. I will too." We laughed. We jumped in the car, drove to the nearest breakfast joint and had our breakfast feast.

We finished he drove me back to my hotel and we had a long good bye up in my room..... three times.

"Do you really have to leave?" he asked me as we lay there entwined with each other and the sheets.

"I can't stay forever. I have a job, and a life to get back to." I said.

"Get a job here." He said. "As for the life, start a life with me."

"What about all my things?" I asked, and then I thought for a minute. "Wait, What?!"

"What?"

"Are...Wait....You...huh?" I was perplexed.