Piccadilly Pickup
by Dick Ever'ard
Copyright© 2018 by Dick Ever'ard
Coming of Age Story: Young Janet has a date with a grown man in London's racey West-end which could change her life!
Caution: This Coming of Age Story contains strong sexual content, including Coercion Drunk/Drugged Oral Sex .
During the bus ride into the city, Janet had slipped into her new stilettos and dabbed some final cosmetic touches, thinly disguising her innocence of being only sixteen.
The autumn twilight had now faded into darkness on the streets of London. “Piccadilly Circus!” hailed the conductor and Janet rose from her seat.
Stepping from the red double-decker she instantly felt conscious of being a young female alone in Piccadilly; easily mistaken for a prostitute.
Her dark hair contrasted against her white face; her slight frame in a brief evening dress. She so hoped he would be on time; it was their first date.
But then he was by her side, “Take my arm and call me Charlie!” he chuckled.
He was 34, smartly-suited like the other office staff now filling the street. She laughed and put her arm through his and they melded into the crowd; in the darkness they were just another couple out on a date.
Charlie felt his balls tighten; Janet meeting him from work had just been an erotic idea to start with, yet here she was, in the flesh!
What a little cracker she’d become.
The game now was to see how far she’d go.
“We’ve time for a drink in The Crown & Anchor before we go in”, he suggested.
“Oh, go into a pub, that’s cool Charlie!
“Come on then, and just act like its normal.” he smiled.
Inside it was cosy and very busy with after-office drinkers.
He seated her at a small table and made his way to the bar: “Two large G & T’s pal!”
The barman served the drinks, giving him a knowing wink with his change.
“Keep the change Chum!” he countered. The barman nodded.
Having returned with the drinks he said, “Just sip it slowly Janet, it may taste a bit sharp to start with.”
“OK, I will,” she said sipping at the drink and taking in in her surroundings and the the thrill of being out on the town with a grown man.
Then her eyes met his.
“You look quite the young lady tonight Janet. I’m hoping we’ll both enjoy ourselves.”
Janet’s small hand came onto his, “I’ve looked forward to us being alone; without you know who around ... I think she’s been so unfair on you Charlie.”
He glanced at his wrist-watch and gave her hand a squeeze, “Hey we should get moving! He said, We’d better drink up!”
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