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                              The Diner

    The night was stormy and business was slow.  The lonely waitress
on duty looked out at the pouring rain and sighed.  There had been no
customers for an hour now and time was passing slowly.  Suddenly,
lightening flashed and thunder cracked, she jumped as she saw outlined
at the door, the shape of a man in a trench coat.  The girl began to
tremble wondering why the figure seemed so sinister.
    Then the man entered the diner and removed his hat and coat.  She
gasped as she saw him closer.  The sinister image faded and was
replaced by a wave of passion.  The man was tall, dark and oh so
handsome, just like described in fairy tales.  She stood with a dazed
look on her face until the man smiled.  She felt the whole night had
lighted up with that smile.  Then realized lightening had flahed again
and began to giggle nervously.
    The man smiled again and said "Good evening.  So nice to see you
are in a good mood this evening.  I could use some pleasant company."
The man sat down in a booth and she walked over to get his order.
"Just a cup of coffee and enjoyable conversation will do," he answered
She hurried to get his coffee and as she served it, he took her hand
and drew her down into the booth beside him. She felt hypnotized by
this powerful persona and found herself telling him all her deepest
darkest secrets.
    As she talked, she felt his hand stroking her hair, pulling it
back from her face and his fingers tracing warm caresses across her
cheek.  She turned to look at him and he pulled her hand to his mouth
gently kissing each finger one at a time. She couldn't believe the
feelings those kisses evoked.  And then he lowered his mouth slowly to
hers and she became lost in a deep passionate kiss.  Suddenly,
remembering where she was she pulled away and said "Oh Please,..
someone might come in and see us.  I would lose my job."
    He pulled her back into his arms and said "Not to worry. That can
be fixed."  About that time lightening flashed and thunder banged and
the diner went dark as the power went out on the whole street. By this
time it was impossible to resist this man.  His deep passionate kisses
had her wet with anticipation. She returned the kisses.  Probing her
tongue into his mouth.  Feeling his hands begin exploring her body.
Gently cupping her breasts, then suddenly her breasts were bare in his
hands, her nipples hard against his soft palms.  Feeling sparks from
his fingertips.
    She realized his chest was also bare and timidly reached out to
touch his small hard nipples.  His mouth began working its way down
her white throat, kissing and nibbling each inch of tender white
flesh.  She felt herself throwing back her head inviting his kisses to
continue.  Her flesh was on fire, her senses reeling.  She had no idea
where or when she was, only that she did not want this moment to end.
He slowly stood her up and removed the rest of her clothes.  Gently
kissing each newly exposed inch of her.  Suddenly she realized he was
standing there naked before her.  His body was solid and defined like
an athlete.  His 8 inch member stood erectly, brushing against her
leg.  The sensation aroused her even further.
    The man slowly leaned her back across the table, running his hands
along her hot flesh, relaxing her as he lowered his mouth down to her
hot wet love cave. She felt his tongue lashing across her passion
engorged love bud, she arched against his mouth desiring more from
him.  He took the hint and vigorously began licking her, sticking his
tongue deep inside her.  Moving his mouth up to gently suck on her
clit. Her body began to burn as the passion washed over her.  Her
juices covered his face as he continued the licking and sucking.
Suddenly she tensed, knowing that her explosion was near, he slowed
his pace.  Stopping his licking and began massaging her erect nipples.
She moaned, wanting to feel more of his hot mouth, but he just smiled
knowingly.
    Raising her by her shoulders, he brought her forward.  She noticed
how hard his erection was, her hands reached out and grasped it
firmly.  She bent forward and flicked her tongue against the tip.
The man smiled and allowed her take it into her mouth, gently moving
his hips forward and back.  But then he stopped, raised her head and
kissed her again deeply. Their tongues met, dancing the dance of
passion as he pulled her hips forward to meet his throbbing member.
    She gasped as she felt him enter her, his hands firmly pulling her
forward to meet him.  She began a motion, keeping rhythm with his
thrusts.  Wrapping her arms around his neck she continued kissing him,
nibbling his lip as the passion continued to grow. She felt herself
nearing climax and threw her head back moaning loudly, thrusting to
him as his pace increased.  She could feel him throbbing in her, feel
how close he was to exploding inside her.  She clinched her muscles,
knowing the small action would throw them both over the edge.  Her
efforts paid off as his thrusting became harder and harder.  She
moaned "Yes, oh yes.....please don't stop."  His rhythm increased
until finally they both were exploding, pulling each other close
letting the floods of passion overtake them.  He moaned as she sighed
and the climax came for them both.
    As the passion subsided, he held her close.  They both enjoyed the
warm glow of satisfaction.  Then it was over.  She sat in a daze as
she realized she was clothed, the diner was empty and the lights were
on. Could it have been just a dream on a boring stormy night?  If it
was, "Oh what a dream."

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