“I’m Riley by the way!” He says, extending his hand, which of course I accept and he playfully greets me by way of a chivalrous kiss on the back of my hand. A broad smile spreads over his handsome face.
“Guess we forgot our manners back there!” Riley’s friend chuckles, adding “I’m Mason, it’s a pleasure to meet you ummm...” He pauses, waiting for my reply. I can’t stop a cheeky grin of my own from forming on my lips as I realise “Oh yes, they don’t know my name either!...”
“I’m Melissa...Please, call me Lissy.” I shake Mason’s hand, noticing his firm grip, getting an instantaneous vivid flashback of the way he had grabbed my hips on the dance floor earlier.
It’s chilly outside, the night air biting against my damp skin, a total contrast to the heat back inside the club and I shiver involuntarily. “You cold, Lissy? Here, take my jacket.” Riley offers, flashing me another sexy smile that makes me tingle and fizz inside. He helps me with his coat, his fingers making the briefest contact with my bare shoulders and I shiver deliciously. My smile grows wider by the second, seriously, I cannot believe my luck! Thankfully there’s a taxi waiting at the rank and I climb inside with my two new found companions, glad of the warm confines of the cab. I nestle between both men on the back seat and get a sudden rush from their close proximity and the sweet anticipation of what’s in store... It doesn’t take long before desire starts to pulsate between my legs once more and bang on cue, Mason’s hand finds it’s way onto my naked thigh, bringing with it a further barrage of wicked shudders. We’re pretty subdued, engrossed in each other rather than in polite conversation. As Mason trails his masterful fingers along my legs, Riley follows suit, nudging my chin so I’m facing him. “God... He’s hot!...” I secretly think to myself and not for the first time tonight I might add. He leans in close and kisses me, teasing my lips with his own at first before applying some heat. Meanwhile, Mason deploys one hand up to my breast and plays with it’s aching nipple through the flimsy gauze of my top. I sigh softly as both men caress me. I could not give a flying fuck or care less about the taxi driver who’s sneaking furtive glances at us in his rear view mirror. I smile inwardly as it occurs to me that maybe he’s getting hard watching us...
