Power Failure
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Romantic Sex Story: There's a power failure, and Cassie will do almost anything for her morning cup of coffee. Illustrated.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
Sunday morning, the battery-operated emergency radio said more storms were expected with the possibility of dangerous winds. “All we need,” Cassie said to Mat. Bits of branches from the neighbor’s tree, downed in yesterday’s storm, still littered the street out front. The power was still out. “Anyway, what I need is my coffee and I need it now,” Cassie declared.
Outside the air was still. Mat and Cassie drove the six blocks to the Blue Coyote Café. The power there was still on. The Blue Coyote was more crowded than usual. All the window and wall tables where they usually sat were occupied. Cassie and Mat seated themselves at a center table. “I feel so exposed,” Cassie whispered. Mat smiled. Cassie said, “Do you think it’s hot in here? Shouldn’t they turn on the AC?” She took a sip of her coffee. “So hot,” she repeated, “I can feel the sweat dripping between my breasts.”
“Mmmm,” Mat hummed. “The sweet slow drip of woman sweat. I wish I could lick it. I wish I could lick you.”
“You’re not helping,” Cassie said. “You’re just making me hotter.”
“I know,” Mat said. “I can see your nipples fattening up under your shirt.” He pulled his phone from the pouch at his belt. “I’m going to take a picture of them.”
“You’re so bad,” Cassie said. “So bad and naughty.”
Outside it was raining now. Inside, Miles Davis’s “Birth of the Cool” was playing on the Blue Coyote’s sound system. Mat leaned closer across the table. “Squeeze your cunt,” he whispered over the slur of Miles’ trumpet. “Squeeze your cunt six times. See if that works.”
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