PHILS POV
I knew it was wrong. As I drove nearer and nearer I knew it was wrong, but I needed it.
Finally, I saw him standing at the side of the kerb. "Get in," I say, my voice practically a whisper. Now that I think about it I'm actually quite nervous, but it was too late now.
As I led him to the back seat of the car, I couldn't wait any longer. We stripped each other's clothes off, before he looked up at me, with those big brown eyes of his and said "What do you want me to do?"
"Whatever," I respond, "Surprise me."
As he goes down on me, I think 'is this wrong what I'm doing? Who gives a fuck though it feels so good.'
As he enters me I feel that familiar feeling of pain mixed with pleasure, and finally he hit something in me. "Faster," I gasp. I didn't think he could go any faster, but he did, he went so fast the car started shaking.
Even though I was having sex with a complete stranger I got this strange feeling in me when he was looking into my eyes and banging me so hard I could hardly breathe. No, it couldn't be, I couldn't love a complete stranger.
But that feeling when I'd first laid eyes on him, it makes me shudder.
"Oh god, fuck yes keep going, oh fuck I'm going to cum," I look up at this beautiful stranger to see him looking back at me, with the same intense feeling.
I cling to his back for support, scraping my nails against his back, he starts nibbling my neck, leaving a bruise. 'What are you doing Phil?' I ask myself, but I cant help myself.
Releasing myself into him was one of the best feelings ever, he looks at me.
"I didn't catch your name.." I trail off, releasing finally what I'd done.
"Dan," he looks at me with a smirk, he takes a piece of paper and pen out his jacket pocket and scribbles some figures onto it.
"Look, I don't often do this, especially in my job... But you're.. You're special." He hands me the piece of paper, and I see that he's given me his number.
I paused for a moment, before I gave him my number.
He lets himself out of the car, and disappears into the night.