Hey!

I'm Demarie, "D" for short,
I work in the rat race of London.  You know, the one where you wake up like a zombie mechanically brush your teeth, shower, go to the loo, do your poo if you are so inclined, put on you obligatory uniform of black, gray and white ( or any other variation of that scheme ), grab a coffee and away you go out of the door.  Yep my day begins, same ole, same ole, same ole...

I pick up my Metro and bury my nose in it avoiding the eyes, elbows, hands and bags as best as I can in the sardine tin of the London Tube.

Anyhow...after a morning filled with mind numbing reports, articles, meetings and such like.  I decided to go to lunch after escaping the prison of my desk.  The day matched my outfit, grey clouds, white sky and dark shadows on the buildings.  I walked determinedly trying to decide what delicacies I could get away with without breaking day one of my perpetual healthy eating plan.
Now remember, I said I am a curvy girl.  And a curvy brown girl at that...if I were a sweetie I'd be a nice chewy toffee....
So curvy me walked down to the shops to get lunch.  I was deep in mental debate when my thoughts were interrupted by this "Excuse me...I am looking for the supermarket can you give me directions..."  in the most middleclass of tones.  I looked up into the face of a fairly attractive city banker type guy - with a "yu speakin to me????" expression
"oh, I am going right there why don't you follow me????" I said.

So we walked side by side in silence....till  he said "You are sooooooooo pretty..." Again I look around and have this "yu speakin to me????" expression.
He confirms what he says "yeah yu r so pretty and damn yu are sexy too...do you know how long I have been looking at you..."

Now ah know I am not a beast and yeah I got a pretty face but still dis did come as a shock to me!!!! So with eyebrows reaching my hairline I give a half smile  till he says "Lets have coffee to get to know each other better!!!"

Why the hell not man!!! So we part at the shop which he really did not want to go to and say tht we will meet in the public area of a government building. So we meet!

And in the secluded nest of real leather chairs an empty corner is found!  I am surprisingly pulled into his arms and kissed on the corner of my neck. I jump back in shock but admittedly have to say it felt nice.  After some feeble protesting on my part, he pulls me again and licks the hollow of my throat,  his soft well shaped mouth walks over to the nape of my  neck to my earlobe, his teeth tug at my earlobe...
His busy hands are shaping the outline of my body before one hand expertly cups my breasts, gets inside my pull over top and fingers my nipples which are involuntarily becoming erect. 
My own hands start to travel, I feel the firm outline of his cock pressed against his tailored saville row trousers.  I undo the buckle of his belt and unzip his fly before putting my hand inside feeling his neatly clipped pubic hair and the firm muscle of his cock which I gently squeeze then release.  He pulls down my top and exposes my breast before firmly pulling me closer to place one fat and  rounded 36D orb into his mouth sucking on to my nipple like a bayyyyyyyyybee!!  I could feel my pussy getting that wet,  warm feeling!  His hand like vipers shot under my skirt and his fingers hooked into the crotch of my black lacy panties like a sling shot!!
Then he just pressed my little button and played around with my clit till it tingled!!

We looked around and in that dark secluded corner of the room he slid those black lacy panties down my ankles and buried his head between my thighs. His tongue was fat pink and raspy and he started to flick it on my juicy vaginal lips. He licked my clit, my bare pussy and started to delve deep inside until I almost screamed but of course I was in a public place.
I  could not take anymore so I played with his throbbing fat dick.  It was circumcised( nice!).  I squeezed its length between the cleavage of my breasts! I let him rub himself in that narrow space using the perspiration of my breasts as lubrication.  Then I took him into my hands, and rubbed some of my saliva on its length and I milked him till he came like a volcanic erruption all over the smooth leather seats of the couch.  It spouted in the air like white lava!!!

Then he drew out of his pocket a freshly pressed and ironed fine linen handkerchief and patted his brow and wiped off his wet dick.

I fixed my clothing, smoothed my hair and put on my lipstick.   We exchanged numbers....just in case.  Then we walked out of the building and went our separate ways!

Seriously.....