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Your Favourite Bistro's Toilet

November 13, 2017


Well it seems I'm getting better at keeping up my end of the blogging bargain because here I am again. OK, still not as frequent as some of you would like but I am getting around to doing it more often - in all senses of the phrase ;)


This weekend I've been down in the south of England visiting friends by the coast. 


I love the sea and there is clearly something about the sea or the sea air that really does something to me. For better or for worse my sex drive does seem to go into overdrive when I get that sea scent in my nostrils. 


One day this week after a walk along the promenade I had to relieve my sexual urges before heading back to my friends' apartment. 


I decided to try one of the swanky looking bistros. I slipped inside and sitting at a table I ordered a large glass of red wine. Sitting at a table across the room was a good looking guy with blonde hair and a well-defined jaw. He was wearing an open-collar shirt with a suit jacket and appeared to be having cross words with his girlfriend. 


With nothing and nobody obstructing his line of vision to me it didn't take me long to attract his attention. I smiled coyly to him while he smiled nervously back, not wanting his already irate girlfriend to spot him smiling to another woman. It was cute how nervous he was and made me want that face between my legs even more. 


Finishing my drink I wandered casually past their table maintaining eye contact with him throughout. Just before I passed their table I motioned with my head for him to join me as I made my way towards the ladies' toilets. Turning the corner I stopped and waited for him by the door I didn't have to wait long. As he ambled into view I went through to the ladies' toilets and held the door for him to follow. 


He slipped in after me and I led him to a cubicle at the end of the row. He began to speak but I silenced him. His mouth wasn't meant for chatting. 


"Get down on your knees," I told him. He looked down at the floor clearly worried about ruining his expensive trousers. However he soon changed his mind when he saw me slipping my knickers down to my ankles before pulling them over my heels and stuffing them into my purse. The blonde knelt while I hitched my skirt up and placed one heel on the toilet cover. He knew what he had to do and he couldn't wait to get his tongue to work. 


Is receiving oral sex in a public toilet unladylike? I don't think so but what do you think?

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