Speed Date

A buddy of mine asked me to do a speed date event with him. I was twenty four at the time, had a good job, just bought a house, and single. My buddy was really wanting to meet the girl of his dreams. As for myself, I went into it with much lower expectations. I met my buddy there at the place of the event. We discussed that I would not mark down any of the women he liked, since I was basically doing this as his wingman. We came up with a signal to let me know who not to mark down.

It just so happened that there were more women there than men. The event planner, who was a very attractive, tan, blonde, with a nice body, had the guys sit at twelve tables. My buddy took a small table next to me about four feet from my table. We quickly decided he would drop his pen on the floor to let me know he was interested in a gal. We were told not to select more than three women we were interested in and in return the women were to do the same. If we matched numbers then phone numbers would be exchanged. We only had three minutes to talk before rotating. I had no expectations and was going to treat this like a Seinfeld episode. What I mean is that I had nothing to lose so just have fun!

The event started and it surprised me that the first few women were much older or a little too desperate. I was nice talking to them but nothing that made me want to mark down their number. It was my buddy, Chad, who let me know he had found one. She was twenty three, cute, petite, very high energy...a little too high for me. When she came to me, I could tell she liked Chad. I spent my time talking him up instead of us getting to know each other. I had her blushing as she kept glancing back at Chad. He also kept looking at her which infuriated the woman at his table. When she came over to me, I decided to ask her how her last relationship ended. She was a very curvy gal, which I found sexy. She had a low cut red dress which showed off plenty of cleavage, nice tan, she wasn't hot but was more cute in the face. Her name was Amber. She talked fast, which was good because we talked about alto. I liked how she leaned toward me so I could get a better look at her chest. I liked her and she broke a rule writing on her drink napkin sliding her phone number to me. I pocketed it as our time ran out.

It became apparent to me that finding three to mark down might be harder than expected. They were nice but some didn't have much going for them, a few single moms, and not to be harsh but some not very attractive to me. My buddy, Chad, only dropped his pen once. He had no other interest in the others. In a bold move, he stood up and left his table. He asked me if I wanted to leave. The few women left gasped loudly as I told him I would stay. I was having fun and I felt a little sympathy for everyone putting themselves out there. After a short pause in the action, we continued. I met a girl, Mindy, she confessed to being there for a friend. I noticed the tan lines where her wedding ring should of been. It was unfortunate because she was very attractive. She asked me questions and the fact I had bought a house and was fixing it up myself was impressive. I told her what I did for work and come to find out she worked at the same insurance company as I did! She was older and held a very high manager position. It didn't stop me from making some more flirtatious comments about what I would like to do to her if she wasn't married. Mindy enjoyed my attempts and found me 'cute'. I told her I had to shoot my shot, since she was above me...referring to her position in the company. Even though she wasn't going to put anyone's number, I put her number down. As she left my table, I asked if her husband knew she was here at the speed dating event. Mindy turned back and smiled blushing at me.

The poor woman next saw our interaction and basically gave up when she commented on the chemistry she noticed between Mindy and myself. She was a sweet lady. A realist, as we just talked about our failed dating lives. We laughed and our five minutes whisked quickly by. She was cool and seemed like a fun person to hang with. I decided to mark her, Becca, down even after she told me I probably wouldn't. ..which was a good reverse physcology move.

Once the event ended, Chad and I left. He had gotten the match he wanted. As for me, I matched with no one! I was a bit surprised but enjoyed the experience anyway.

A week later, Mindy had tracked me down at work and asked me to lunch. I was hyped up and was already thinking of the hot sex we would make. We had lunch in our cafeteria close to 1pm. She looked very professional, nicely dressed, perfect in every way. She had very nice sculpted legs from the skirt she was wearing. We got our food and sat down at a small table. We joked about the speed dating and she told me how flattered she was that still tried to make a pass at her. Mindy even went as far to say she did think of me when having sex with her husband. Being at work, I got a warm feeling in my face. She quickly switched the topic. Mindy had done some research on me. She asked my manager about me, my work ethic, and my retention. I got a bit nervous listening as I drank my water. Mindy touched my hand and I jerked it back thinking about my job. She smiled understanding my plight. Mindy told me not to worry but that was much easier said than done. Mindy decided to take a different approach. She asked me where i saw myself within the company in the next three years. It took me a moment to respond. I told her my plan was to take over my manager's position. She agreed that was plausible then she countered if I would be interested in underwriting. She went on to tell me more about a position as I sat there silently. It was very different from what I was doing but the pay was substantially more and the career path seemed more open. Mindy did warn me that if I was interested, she could get me an interview and if I did get the job. I would be working under her. She half joked stating I would have to curb my flirting with her. The joke broke the tension a bit. I would interview and by chance, I did get the job!

I did call Amber from the speed dating event. It was very clear with her intentions. Our first date was her coming over to my place. She came over wearing a sweatshirt and pants. She was very casual. I showed her around my house. I had planned to cook her a chicken and pasta dinner but she jumped me in my bedroom. We started kissing. Amber wasted no time stuffing her hands down my pants. My hard thick cock was eagerly awaiting her. I helped her out of her sweatshirt and pants. She hadn't worn a bra or panties which really turned me on. We fell onto my bed naked. Amber said she didn't have much time as she took my a guided it into her juicy body. I inquired why the rush as I began to infiltrate her voluptuous body. She rolled over on top of me staring with her dark brown eyes. I have a fiancé. I let her grind into me. The look of shock in my blue eyes prompted her to offer one of her heavy breasts to my mouth. I slurped on her puffy nipple. When I began to taste her milk. I reached down to feel her slight bump belly. Amber was pregnant!!! The sex was intense. She rode me so hard. Her one breast leaked milk as I pinched and played with her massive breasts. I didn't ask questions, nor did we talk much. Amber just rubbed her chest milking and letting me taste her bitter fluids. She told me to cum iinside her. I was close but faked my orgasm trying my best not to cum. When I pulled out i move down Amber and performed oral on her. Amber moaned loudly. She ran her hands over mine that were both implanted on her tits. Her bushy pussy oozed as I buried my face into her. My tongue penetrated inside. Amber's legs trembled as I savagely ate her out. It took a long time but I was able to get Amber to finally cream. Two large blips of juice burst out of her. She cried out swearing how good it felt. I move over her to her side. She refused to kiss me but let me suck on her tits. As quickly as Amber jumped me she got up, dressed, and left. I tried to call her later a few days later but the line had been disconnected. I never saw her again.