We started laughing, sophie's laugh was a bit nervous.
"are you OK?" I asked her, and she just grabbed me. I put the coffees down, and hugged her back. "don't worry, they won't be long" I said, holding her tightly. I could feel more breathing get more excited, and my cock started to harden.
It was sweltering in this confined space, and I could see how distressed Sophie looked. I ran my fingers through her blonde hair. "please, do that some more" she said. I ran my fingers through her hair again and again.
"it's funny" she said "it's horrible and hot and claustrophobic in here, but it's nice to be here with you"
"what do you mean?" I answered.
"well I never have the courage to talk to you when you are singing, and you looks so hot up on that stage"
I blushed. In fact I couldn't believe my ears. I fancied the pants of this woman, figured she was out of my league, and there she was admitting to fancying me! Without thinking of the consequences, I kissed her squarely on the lips. Then backed away, thinking that I may have stepped over the mark.
But then she threw herself at me, and we kissed passionately, it was about this time I think that the coffee cups were knocked off. But neither of us really noticed, as our lips and tongues met. Her hand drifted to my groin, and she held my rock hard cock through my trousers.........
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