An Evening with Deja Ch. 01

It was your typical Friday night, and I was once again at the local book store, sitting in the cafe, hoping to meet the perfect woman.

I look around, but the pickings are slim tonight, just a bunch of college girls, all with there friends, most of them already have boyfriends.

I was about to pack it in, when I spotted her, she's just walking in, a stunning blonde goddess, she's 5'10, long blonde hair, a perfect ass, and what appears to be a d cup chest, I want to get a closer look at her, when I notice, she's tying on an apron and walking behind the counter. She works here?

After a few minutes, I get up the courage and walk up to the counter.

"Hi, can I help you?" She says in this almost girlish voice. Now I can tell she has crystal clear blue eyes, and a petite mouth. And she's wearing a pink baby tee and tight blue jeans, and I can tell she's not wearing panties.

"Yes, I'd like a large coffee, with cream and sugar, please." I say as my eyes just plunge down to her chest.

"That'll be $3.50, and my eyes are up here, sir!" She says, sounding angry.

"I'm sorry, honey, I've never seen you here before, are you new?"

"Yes, this is actually my third day, but my name isn't 'Honey', it's Deja, what's your name?"

"It's Steve, Deja." I say as my eyes once again wander towards her tits.

"Well, Steve, can you at least look me in the eyes when you talk to me?"

"I'm sorry." I say, blushing slightly.

She smiles and hands me my coffee, I pay and slip an extra five dollars into her hand.

"But..." She says.

"Keep it, consider it a tip."

I sit there all night, watching the blonde goddess, before I know it, it's 11pm and it's closing time.

"Come on, we're closing up, time to go home." Deja says.

"Deja, wait, I wanted to ask you something."

"And what's that, or do you just want to stare at my tits some more?"

I just stand there, shocked.

"I knew it. You're another fucking pervert!" She says, walking away.

"Deja, Deja, wait!"

She turns around, looking angry.

"No, you wait, you fucking pervert, I'm grabbing my purse, then you're taking me to dinner and a few drinks, then you're taking me home, and if you're enough of a pervert, I'll let you fuck me, if not, then you'll go home and jerk off, thinking about me. Don't look at my eyes, stare at my tits, I said stare, pervert!"

I quickly move my eyes back to her tits.

"Good boy." She says with a girlish giggle.

"I'll be right back."

She comes back a few minutes later, purse in hand.

"Are you ready, pervert?"

I nod my head and we walk to my car.

We drive to a fancy restaurant, have a nice dinner, then we move to the bar, we had a few drinks and some great conversation, but now I can tell Deja and is getting her courage up.

"Steve, is you cock hard?"

I just looked at her, not knowing how to answer.

She moves closer, and slides her hand between my legs, feeling the bulge.

"Oh yeah, you're hard! I don't want to wait any longer, let's go to the ladies room, and give me that sweet load!"

She takes me by my hand and leads me towards the ladies room, we walk into a stall, she closes and locks the door, and pushes me against it, we begin kissing, deep, passionate kisses, my hands move from her hair, to her big, firm tits.

"You wanna see my tits?"

"Yes!"

"Beg for it, beg to see my tits, pervert!"

"Please Deja, let me see your tits, please Deja!"

"Say Miss Deja, Steve!"

"Please Miss Deja, please, let me see your tits, Miss Deja."

"Good boy." She says, lifting her top, showing me her beautiful pink bra, which barely holds her tits.

"They're a d cup, and before you ask, they're real!" She says, as she unclasps her bra, letting her tits fall free.

"Touch my titties, Steve."

I reach out and gently cup her tits, squeezing them, lightly pinching her nipples, making her gasp in pleasure.

"Time for me to see that cock." She says, slowly dropping to her knees.

She opens my jeans and pulls my boxers down, exposing my rock hard 8-inch cock.

"Oh my, you are hard. Is this all for me?" She says with a very girlish giggle.

I just nod my head as she begins to stroke me up and down, rubbing the tip of her thumb over the head until the first drop of precum oozes out.

She gazes up at me with those beautiful blue eyes as she slowly begins to take me in her mouth, slowly she devours my cock, all the way to the back of her throat.

She bobs her head up and down for a few minutes, when she realizes I'm about to cum, she takes my cock from her mouth and just gives me an angry glare.

"Do you want to cum, pervert?"

"Yes."

"Yes? Yes what?"

"Yes, I want to cum, Miss Deja."

"Do you want to cum in my pretty mouth?"

"Yes, Miss Deja, I do."

"Beg for it, beg to cum in my mouth, you fucking pervert!"

"Please, please Miss Deja, I beg of you, let me cum in your mouth, please!"

"Good boy, just this once, I'll let you cum in my mouth!"

She puts my cock back in her mouth, I came almost instantly, she swallowed every drop, after that, she got up and started getting dressed.

"This was fun tonight, Steve, but I need to go, my friend is waithing out there, thanks for the ride though."

"Deja, wait."

"Steve, it was just a blow job, I could tell you really wanted it. Look, here's my phone number, call me sometime, and we'll do this again. And, odds are I'll see you at the coffee house every week anyway."

She kisses me on the cheek and walks away, I get dressed and walk to my car, the entire ride home, all I could think about was my beautiful blonde goddess!

To be continued.....