Tina the Sexy becomes a sundae

It had been about a year since I bot to fuck Tina in the janitors closet of my old building. I had since moved out, gotten a divorce and moved on with life. I had no idea what had happened to Tina. I guessed she was still in school but no idea whether she was still living with her father. It had been a long sex dry spell for me, I had only gotten laid four times since that day with Tina, and two of those were hookers. So when I ran into Tina that evening I had a lot of pent up sexual tension.
It was a fluke really I was out on a Tuesday evening and stopped in a local coffee shop to get a cup and there working behind the counter was Tina. There was only one other patron in the place as it was only a few minutes till close up, and he left as I stepped to the counter.
She was still drop dead sexy. She had lost some weight, but still had those dangerous curves. Even in her golf shirt her D cups looked likable. She was wearing black tights with a big wide studded belt that showed off her ass. She was wearing wire rimmed glasses but her hazel eyes still shone bright and her hair was up in a bun with some having been pulled out after a long day and it showed off her long slender neck and the tribal tattoo on the back of her neck (that was new) the second I saw her I knew I wanted her all over again. She didn’t see me at first she was cleaning a machine, but when she did she got a devilish little smile on her face.
“Hey Teen”
“oh my god! She said leaning over the counter and kissing my cheek “how are you?!”
“I am okay, how bout you still living at home?”
“Nah moved out about 2 weeks after you, your ex was spending almost all her time there and I decided to get a place with some friends….that is why I am here making money for school and bills”
“Aha” I said feeling myself stiffen up ” so you wanna get a drink sometime?”
She walked around the counter and locked the door and pulled down the shades. “We are closed now give me a few minutes to clean up and we can go get a beer”
“sounds good” I said as she sat me down right at the back of the shop. I watched her clean up and get the place ready for the next day. She had taken off her shirt and was in a black tank top with a red bra strap sticking out and from the front you could see the lace standing out against the tight tank.
I took a soda from the cooler and drank that as we chatted and she cleaned. It took about a half hour and she was done and had everything put away. I got up to use the bathroom and then said we could go to a local pub.
She smiled and said she would be ready when I came out.
As I returned to the table I sat down to put my coat back on when I heard her voice, with a little pussy cat purr to it. When I turned back toward the counter she was standing in the opening in nothing but a pair of black panties, her clothes draped over the counter and she was holding a squeeze bottle of chocolate sauce.
“I don’t think I need a beer baby” she said sauntering over towards me.
“Okay what do you need?”
“Cock, your cock”
“I see”
“do you lover”
“I think so”
“you know” she said as walked across the seating along the wall then sat on the table in front of me with a foot on either side of me on the bench.
“ever since that day in the closet I come hardest in public places” she squeezed chocolate into two fingers and put them in my mouth. I sucked them clean.
“I love screwing were I might be caught. I even took my boyfriend down to the closet and had him get me off a few times down there.”
“Wow that’s hot the thought of you being screwed in all sorts public places covered and full of come.”
“Mhm” she said as she rubbed chocolate onto her nipples
“you got me so wet that day, just out of the blue seducing me and fucking me hot and fast, I want more of that”
I said nothing from then on I just sucked both her nipples clean. I then took the bottle from her and she leaned back grabbing the edge of the table as I squeezed out a lot of sticky brown fun and rubbed it into her stomach and she pushed some of it down her panties and into her pussy. I slowly licked and slurped the sauce off her making my way down to her waist line. I pulled off her panties and finished cleaning up the chocolate.
But I wasn’t done with the chocolate.
I took the tip and rubbed it against her clit causing her to arch her back. As I worked the tip into the folds of her pussy and squeezed some into her eager slit and as I reached her opening I put the tip up inside her and squeezed some in. Then sucked the tip of the bottle clean.
“Oh fuck your nasty!” she moaned “now suck it all out!”
I did so slowly starting at her clit and working down. Getting every drop of sweet stuff making her come all over my face. By the time I began sucking and tonguing out her pussy she had wrapped her legs around my head, and was laying on the table her shoulders and head hanging off the other side of the table, still gripping the edge to hold on. Some of the sauce had dribbled out so I traced my tongue down from her pussy to her anus and licked up the last of the chocolate forcing my tongue into her tight ass.
“Oh god you are going to get such a blow job!”
I just kept licking her starfish but had now stuck two fingers in her hole and worked her to her second orgasm.
I stood up and undid my pants letting them drop. “Don’t want to come in your mouth” As I drove my dick deep in her hot, wet, tight hole.
“Oh yeah pound me” she said sitting up, wrapping her legs around my hips and guiding my hands to her tits. I fondled and kneaded the nipples as I pounded her raw. I stopped playing with her tits and grabbed the edge of the table by her head. throwing her legs over my shoulder.
Using the table for leverage I slowly pulled almost out then drove deep into her again, each thrust met with a yelp from her pretty lips.
“I want it faster” she demanded. So I stood back up and grabbed her ankles and held them in the air and pumped her as fast as I could as she came for a third time,
“my turn baby” I said as I dropped her legs and grabbed her thighs and gave several slow deep thrusts and shot deep into her.
As I pulled up my pants she lay limp on the table her arms, legs and head hanging off the edges.
“I need to give you my phone number”