OK - So is was gonna be a 'One Off'..but some people wanted a sequel - Cals's side of the events.....So....EMMA/HOTFORTEACHER/LIGHTWOMAN.....This one's for you......
PLEASE BEAR IN MIND THIS IS STILL 'M' RATED FOR THE SAME REASONS
Disclaimer as norm
THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY
"Gill, cum on luv – you'll have fun – promise"
He had known she was there from the start.
If truth be told, he had 'played' it all up a bit because of it.
The rough handling of the blonde twosome, the harsh language.
It's not that he couldn't be like that sometimes, but tonight it had been taken up a notch or two for her benefit.
Gillian….Gillian what? He never had worked out her surname, but he had been watching her for a while.
A loner – a serious studier, and a lot 'posher' than the circle of friends he ran with.
He knew it wound some people up, her 'I am a bit above the likes of you' attitude, but he found it amusing, sexy even…definitely a challenge!
Yes – he had been watching Gill for a while now, mentally making notes.
That was why he knew that was one of her 'late' nights, and that she used that shortcut to get back to her dorm.
That was why he had arranged that little poker game with the 'blonde babies' that evening, made the very specific bets…timed it so that when she went to take her little shortcut, she would come across…well…..
The urge to shock her, to let her see what some real fun could be like…to let her see..well…him – in all his glory – was irresistible, and he had read her just enough to know that she would stay and watch!
Of course having a great fuck and blowjob from the girls had been a bonus, but he knew that the extra thrill that evening had come from the fact that he knew she was watching it all.
xXx
The girls had found it highly amusing as well.
When they realised who the voyeur was, they had all had a bit of a snigger.
The break in proceedings was short lived however because blonde number two wanted her helping of his cock inside her.
She had grappled him to the ground after Gill had run and straddled him. She had turned out to be a particularly good 'rider' as well.
Cal managed to keep himself contained for quite a while by switching his attention to blonde number one who had decided she was ready for more and had swung her legs over his mouth, "Eat me Cal..eat my pussy baby"
Threesomes were nothing new for him so he easily handled the two women and their demands – they were the ones left panting and exhausted on the ground when it was all over.
He had dressed, given them both a peck on the cheek and thanked them for the poker game before swaggering off back to his room.
xXx
Having showered and renewed his alcohol levels, Cal lay in his bed going through the evening's events.
Stage one completed, he congratulated himself.
He had definitely caught her attention now! And,… hopefully her imagination.
Now he just had to keep the momentum going.
He allowed himself a sly grin when he wondered if he, and his activities would make there way into her dreams tonight.
God he could hardly wait till he eventually got his hands on her.
He loved a bit of a challenge and the 'posh' birds always gave him that.
Quite often, in the end, they were the ones that turned out to be the wildest – once you got them past that ..'Oh no I can't – I really shouldn't –mummy and daddy would be devastated if I were to …'… stage…
The fact was they all liked to sample a bit of rough before going off and marrying a lawyer or doctor and having their 2.4 kids ……
His accent helped a lot, he knew that, but knowing what you were doing was the main thing – and Cal knew exactly what to do – Growing up in inner London as he had, sex had been a way of life from a very early age, and there had been no shortage of older women who had been only to happy to teach him everything he knew today.
He wasn't so sure about Gillian though.
He was half convinced, half hoping that she was still actually a virgin….SHIT..his cock was getting hard again…..
He grabbed his cell and punched in some numbers.
Within ten minutes he was answering his door to one of his 'shag em and leave em' girls from a few weeks before.
"Cal…I didn't expect to hear from you again…I mean..I wanted to but…I thought afterwards that maybe you had just decided I was a one night stand and…"
He pulled her inside and shut the door, his mouth locking onto hers instantly.
Before the kiss was over he had her down to her panties.
"No luv, of course I didn't fink that. I've just been a little busy with studies yer know..but I've been thinking about you a lot…how could I ever forget you and that fantastic hot mouth of yours round my cock, I think you gave me the best 'head' I ever had darlin"
"Oh Cal…."
He pulled her with him onto the bed making sure she landed on top of him and with her head at the level he wanted it….
As she took the top of his dick into her mouth her hair, (that was very similar to Gillian's) fell over her face covering it from his view.
He lay his head back on the pillows and allowed his imagination to put Gills face under the hair.
Gillian's hands were clasping themselves round his shaft and pumping it while her mouth sucked and licked.
It was Gillian's teeth that ran lightly over the pulsing head of his cock, her tongue that lapped up the small amounts of his cum that were already escaping.
He moaned as she took his balls in her mouth while still working his cock with her hands. He wrapped his legs round her shoulders and neck while his hands grasped handfuls of her hair and gripped tightly, he could feel himself ready to burst.
Normally he could make a good blow job last, but the thought that this was Gillian seemed to make him lose all his control as he wrenched the head from his balls and back onto his cock just in time for her to catch his spurting load, thrusting himself deep into her mouth heedless of the slight gagging sounds she was making.
Finally his hips sagged back down on the bed and he loosened his grip on her hair.
Reality sank back in as she lifted her head and smiled at him.
"Sorry luv, got a bit carried away at the end there, didn't mean to..well yer know…"
She slid up his body coming to rest with her head on his chest.
"It's ok Cal. It was nice to know that you found me that exciting"
"Oh yeah luv – you were fantastic, best yet"
xXx
Cal often visited that time in his memory. After all, Gillian Foster was the one…the only one that ever got away…
It was not long after that when his mother had taken her life and things were never the same for him again.
Life had gone on. He had started his studies into micro expressions and it had consumed his life.
He became the studious one, working 24/7 on his theories and faces.
Sometimes, if the opportunity presented itself and the woman was a bit different – he would still enjoy a good night of sex.
That had led him to Zoe, and marriage and Emily.
Occasionally his and Gillian's paths has crossed.
He heard from others about how skilled she was becoming in her chosen career.
This had ultimately led him back to her when he was looking to take on a partner in his newly started business.
She never showed any hint of remembrance of that night which at first bugged him a bit, his own memory was – when he allowed it an airing – still powerfully strong.
It would work its way into his dreams, and, on the nights when that happened – he would always find himself looking at her in a slightly different way at work the next day.
On those days, when he caught her eyes and she stared back - he could almost swear he could see a hint of…something….
He would sometimes pull her on it, test the waters a little…
"Wots that look Foster?"
"What look Cal?"
"I dunno, guilt, embarrassment maybe?"
She would just re adjust her features into her practiced, placid smile and walk off to her office – always leaving him still wondering….