Her face turned a deep, humiliated red the second I pulled my foot back. Frustration flashed in those pretty eyes—cute as hell, like a kitten trying to look angry while it's already purring.
No matter how much she resists, at the end of the day she's still just a woman. Weak against a real man. And let's be honest—there isn't a single woman on this planet who can resist my charm once I turn it up. Even now, sitting there with her salad untouched and her jeans soaked at the crotch, she looked so fucking vulnerable. Nipples stabbing through that blouse like they were trying to rip free. Cheeks burning. Lips trembling. Body screaming what her mouth wouldn't admit.
She finally spoke, voice shaky but trying to sound firm.
"I'm done. I've had dinner. I should go now."
I laughed, low and mocking.
"Hey… you really think you can just leave like that? We just had dinner. We've got all night."
Her eyes widened.
"Night? I can't stay all night."
She shook her head fast, white hair swaying.
"That's not possible. I have to go home now."
I leaned forward, elbows on the table, letting my gaze drop to her tits again—watching them heave with every panicked breath.
"What are you so afraid of, Mommy?"
She opened her mouth to argue, then closed it. Knew she couldn't leave like that. Not after the deal. Not with her daughter's safety on the line.
I smirked.
"Just text your daughter some excuse. Tell her you're meeting a friend or working late. Whatever."
She tried to protest, lips parting but nothing came out. She stared at her plate, defeated.
I stood up slowly, tossing my napkin on the table.
"Let's go. I booked a room for us."
Her head snapped up.
"A room?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"What? You got a problem with that? You want me to fuck you in some back alley instead? Bend you over a dumpster in the dark so any drunk can watch?"
She flinched hard. Voice instant and desperate.
"No… I don't have any problem. Just… let me text my daughter."
I grinned wider.
"Alright. Go ahead. I'll be waiting outside."
She stood up quickly, legs shaky. Grabbed her handbag. Walked toward a quiet corner near the restrooms, hips swaying with every step. That fat ass jiggled in those painted-on jeans—cheeks bouncing softly, seam riding deep between them. Thighs rubbing together like she was still feeling my foot between them.
I watched her the whole way. I didn't worry she'd run. Her leash was already wrapped tight around my fist.
I stepped outside the restaurant. Cool night air hit my face. Streetlights glowing. People walking by—couples, groups, guys alone. I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, cock already half-hard thinking about what was coming.
A few minutes later she came out. Face still flushed. Phone clutched tight in her hand.
"I told her," she whispered.
I stepped close—close enough to smell her perfume mixed with the faint musk of her arousal.
"Great job, Good girl."
Before she could react, I wrapped one arm around her waist, hand sliding possessively onto her hip. Pulled her flush against my side. Her soft tits squished against my ribs instantly, warm, heavy, nipples scraping my shirt through her blouse.
She pushed weakly at my chest.
"What are you doing?"
Eyes darted around—checking if anyone saw.
"You agreed to do whatever I say. Remember?"
She bit her lip. Looked down. The hotel was just the next street over. Easy walk.
I opened my arm wider.
"Now come here."
She hesitated one last second—then stepped into my hold. I wrapped my arm fully around her waist again, hand resting low on her hip, fingers splayed wide enough to brush the top of her ass cheek. She stiffened but didn't pull away.
We started walking.
Every step made her tits bounce softly against my side. Jeans stretched tight over her ass—cheeks jiggling with each sway of her hips. White hair brushing my shoulder. Red lips parted like she was breathing too hard to close them.
People stared.
A group of guys on the corner stopped talking mid-sentence. Eyes locked on her chest—watching those massive tits strain the blouse with every breath.
A couple walking past slowed down. The boyfriend's gaze dropped to her ass, following the hypnotic roll of her hips, the way the denim cupped every curve. His girlfriend elbowed him, but he kept staring.
An older man crossing the street turned his head so far he almost tripped. Eyes glued to her tits spilling from the sides of her high-neck blouse—creamy skin glowing under streetlights.
A woman walking her dog gave MILF M a disgusted look, then her eyes flicked to me with something like envy or jealousy.
MILF M noticed. Of course she did. Her cheeks burned brighter. Head dipped lower, trying to hide her face in her hair.
I leaned down, lips brushing her ear.
"Everyone's staring at you, milf. Can't blame them. Look at you, walking down the street with your tits practically falling out, ass bouncing like you're begging to be fucked. They all know what you're about to do."
She whimpered, soft, humiliated sound.
"Please… don't say that…"
I squeezed her hip harder. Fingers digging into soft flesh.
"Why not? It's true. You're dripping down your thighs already. I can smell it. Bet your panties soaked through."
She shivered against me.
I chuckled.
"Look at that guy over there." I nodded toward a man leaning against a lamppost—eyes locked on her bouncing tits. "He's imagining bending you over right now. He will Probably jerking off later thinking about your fat ass."
She tried to pull away slightly. I yanked her back—harder against my side.
"You don't get to hide. You agreed. This is part of it. Let them look. Let them know you're my slut tonight."
Her breathing hitched. Nipples visibly throbbing against the blouse now—fat and erect, tenting the silk like bullets.
I slid my hand lower. Cupped the top of her ass cheek through the jeans. Squeezed. Felt the soft flesh give under my fingers.
"Feel that?" I whispered. "That's what they all want. And tonight? It's mine."
She didn't answer. Just kept walking but her body pressed closer to mine with every step.
The hotel sign glowed ahead. We were almost there.
To be continued…
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