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Summer in The City The Outdoor Film Festival had Grant Park buzzing with activity and hot women. Yet, she still stood out to me. She seemed hot from a distance, and not just from the July Chicago heat. As I watched, she suddenly began gathering her things and leaving. I caught up to her, and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and then promptly collided with my chest. ?Sorry!? she said in apology. ?You?re not leaving, are you?? I said as if we were old friends. I could see she was scanning my six-foot frame, taking in my ice-blue eyes and long, dark hair. She lingered on my lips a bit. I?ve been told that they are pussy-eating, cunt-licking lips. I took that description as a huge compliment. She had a nice glossy pout herself and mocha skin that had a nice glow. Her green summer dress was sleeveless and the long skirt covered her to the ankle, leaving much to my dirty imagination. I continued pleading with her. ?I?m stuck with two sixteen-year-olds. You have to keep me company and protect me from raging hormones and the temptation to feel like an old codger,? I said, in exaggerated desperation. ?You have two teenagers?? She asked. ?No! My brother and his date. Stay and you can meet them yourself.? She looked at me like I was nuts. ?I don?t even know you.? ?Isn?t a friend just a...? ?...Stranger that you haven?t met yet,? she joined in and finished with me. ?One of my mom?s favorite sayings. Not sure I want to hang with a guy that agrees with my mom on anything.? ?I do have a curse of being especially good with mom. Now fathers?? I frowned, comically. ?It can go either way.? She gave me a small laugh. It was a start. She was twirling loose strands of her wavy hair around her fingers. The rest of her copper-colored hair was in a tight updo. I had the urge to move my fingers through that hair, and pull her into me, feel her against my body again. Before I could respond we were accosted by a pretty, petite brunette and a tall, muscled and tattooed guy. ?Summer! It?s so nice to find you working so hard on that critical Davis Project,? the brunette said to her. ?Hey, Summer,? the guy said, hesitantly. He seemed shy in spite of his imposing looks. Summer?s whole body went rigid and her eyes were like lasers. ?April. Rick. It?s always nice to see you two,? she said, with an overly cheery tone. April shot her a fake-ass smile and then zoned in on my presence. She was hot but her whole aura was Snotty Super Bitch. The type I?d fuck but couldn?t wait until she left my apartment. I didn?t like how she approached Summer. I wrapped an arm around Summer?s shoulders and kissed her forehead. ?Isn?t amazing how hard my honey works?? I ad-libbed. They needed to know she wasn?t alone. I just hoped she didn?t punch me. Summer gave me a double-look but followed my lead. ?You?re just too sweet honey,? she said. ?This is my co-worker April. And this is?Rick.? Ankara escort ?What happened to Craig?? Snotty Super Bitch asked. ?Last time I checked my personal life was none of your business. But thanks for asking,? Summer shot back. I liked her style. And I would never want to be on the receiving end of that cold stare. I told her we had to go and quickly got her away from them. ?Thank you,? she said, seemingly relieved. ?But now I want to leave more than ever!? ?I have to beg, huh? I?m really not a psycho. I promise!? She laughed. Psycho, the iconic Hitchcock film, was the film showing tonight. ?And I have proof,? I said. My companions were breaking through the crowd and making their way over. My brother Harland is a younger, nerdier version of myself. His date Emily was shy but pretty with a shock of pink color in her blonde hair. Harland looked my new friend up and down and smiled at me. I had his brotherly approval apparently. After a quick conversation where Harland and Emily attested to my not wanting to kill her and stuff her body in a trunk, Summer finally relented to staying with us. We walked to our picnic. The film wouldn?t start until sundown. The huge outdoor screen loomed ahead of us as blanket after blanket of people eating, chatting, and patiently waiting surrounded us. ?I?m Remi Loving, by the way,? I said, and reached out my hand. I caught her admiring my long, toned arms. She offered her own dainty hand. Summer explained to me that April was a back-stabbing co-worker and Rick was her ex who was now dating April. She had introduced them at a work function. Ouch. ?His loss and extreme misjudgment. So why are you here by yourself?? ?My friends and boyfriend cancelled on me. I come to the film festival every year for my birthday.? Her phone rang, interrupting us. She had to rush back to work. I followed, against her will, scared she wouldn?t return otherwise. Warm Front ?You need to loosen up. Relax a little.? As soon as I said it, I knew I had made a mistake. Never tell a woman to relax. It?s the equivalent of asking her if she?s on her period. It is never a welcomed comment. ?I mean, you work hard. You deserve to enjoy yourself. Give yourself permission to let go.? That was better, much better. I was appealing to her needs. Women are high on my priority list. I pride myself on noticing the things most men don?t notice or don?t particularly care about. ?You sound like my boss,? she said. ?Good! I must meet this person.? ?You did,? she replied. ?Charlotte. The sexy blonde who blew your cover.? On the way to her office she had introduced me to a lovely blonde who was slightly older than Summer. Unlike Summer, Charlotte evidently had a life outside of work and immediately remembered me from my current play. ?So you?re an actor? Why didn?t you tell me?? I saw her comments for what they were, a Ankara escort bayan distraction tactic. Summer did not want to discuss herself or her life. I answered truthfully. ?People make all kinds of assumptions about actors.? I knew what was coming next. She would accuse me, the actor, of playing a role. She leaned back against her desk and crossed her beautiful toned arms. ?I got you figured out. You come from a conservative family. But you don?t quite fit in. I?m thinking a rich, conservative family. You probably became an actor just to piss them off because that is how you get their attention.? Okay, I hadn?t seen that coming. But I like to be surprised. Women are always trying to figure men out but the great pity of their efforts is that go too deep. We?re like the 9-year-old kings who are given the throne after the old man croaks. We have no idea what the fuck we are doing, but we sure like the attention. And damn it can be so much fun. Why not reap the benefits? ?You got all that from finding out I acted in a few plays?? ?So I?m right?? Her fingers absentmindedly gripped the book on her desk and flipped the pages. Flip-Flip-Flip-Flip-Flip, the pages moved rapidly as her thumb stroke them. I put my hand over hers and picked up the book. It was a cheap paperback. Cops, romance and sex. Lots of sex it promised. ?Guilty pleasure. I read the dirty parts first,? she said having a laugh at herself. ?I have no idea why I told you that.? ?Tell me more. Things you never tell anyone.? ?There?s too many.? She shook her head. ?Give me the dirty parts first. What?s your birthday wish?? She was blushing. I had to know why. ?Let?s just say, I had some sexy plans for tonight.? ?Well, I never met a sexy plan I didn?t like, so tell me more.? She smiled, and then wet her lips. A simply seductive gesture. ?You?re a stranger,? she said. ?That?s exactly why you?re going to tell me. It?s the perfect. Say whatever you want and poof...I?m gone! You don?t have to see me again.? Her eyes narrowed. ?I hate to admit it. I can?t believe I?m admitting this?But you have a point.? What would she confess? I was truly curious about what secrets this lady could be concealing. Her mouth closed and opened. And nothing came out. I reached over and gently pulled the hairclip from her hair and watched it fall as it framed her face. It was a thick, copper and honey-colored, mass of waves and curls. I breathed in her coconut scent. ?How often do you masturbate?? She blinked a couple of times but her expression soon softened. ?Once a week. You?? ?Every day. At least once. Sometimes more.? I shrugged. It really was no big deal sharing this with her. I began to nuzzle her neck. ?Favorite position?? I asked. ?Don?t have one.? ?Not possible.? ?Very possible.? ?Is your sex life as awful as I?m now imagining it to be?? ?Probably worse,? Escort Ankara she offered. ?It?s me. I?m?cold.? Her breathing was getting heavy as I continued kissing her neck and shoulders. She suddenly shivered, her body quietly trembling against me. I rubbed her arms, warming her with my body heat. ?You?re holding back,? I said calmly. ?What do you want, Summer?? ?I want to surprise my boyfriend.? ?How will you do that?? ?People call me anal. So tonight I thought I?d live up to the name, with him.? She was open to doing anal. I had to have this woman, soon. Like, now. ?I?m hating this Craig more with each passing moment.? ?He?s a good guy....? ?Does he fuck you right? Does he satisfy you? Does he give you the kind of orgasm that?s so fucking intense that you?re left weak, yet you will yourself to beg for more?? Her silence was a clear answer. ?What do you want Summer?? I asked again. ?I have no fucking idea! I just - I just want to be fucked. Fucked hard and right. Turned inside-fucking-out.? Ah! My dear, beloved Summer wasn?t cold but boiling underneath all of that order and control. This was my job - my duty to slip my thick key into Summer?s glorious womanly lock and open her up. It was a privilege to unleash her inner slut. My lips hovered over her luscious mouth. One slight reach forward and her lips were mine. Her warm brown eyes met my gaze directly and flamed brighter. ?The cleaning crew will be here thirty minutes. We?ll have to be quick.? ?I can work with that,? I said. I embraced the back of her neck and pulled her mouth into mine. Her whole being responded, she relaxed into me. There was just a tiny amount of resistance lingering. I began devoured her, darting my tongue inside, tasting her generous lips, tongue and teeth. There?s a quote that says a person can be conquered by a kiss. Her whole body softened, melted into mine. Hands entangled into each other?s hair. I felt her surrendering to me, to what was meant to happen tonight. She let out a soft gasp as I pulled down the top edge of her dress. I took in the sight of her gorgeous tits, but somehow lifted my gaze to meet hers. I trailed kisses down her neck, collarbone, and down her chest to the middle of her breasts. Taking possession of my two new best friends, I cupped them and teased, licked, sucked on each dark pebbled nipple. My hands began to search for more of her unbelievably silky skin. I craved her, I wanted to enjoy as much of her as she would allow me to access. I reached under that long fucking dress and sighed with relief when I reached a divine pair of legs that were longer than I had imagined. They led to even tastier thighs and my fingers continued their treasure hunt upwards. Then Summer managed to surprise me again. ?No panties?? I remarked, giving her a smart-ass grin. She looked slightly embarrassed. ?A treat for Cr--my boyfriend.? ?Excuse me, but he is a fucking idiot. I would never let you out of my sight. Or my bed.? She blushed. ?He?s off limits, okay? No more talk about him or I can?t do this.? ?Yes, Maam.? I looked down at the sweet, bald pussy of hers and I was more than glad to not think or talk about that asshole another minute.