“Here, don’t spill on your pants,” she said urgently, handing me a cloth.
“I... I come for you now,” she gasped, raising her ass off the box lid, lifting her pussy closer and closer to my face.
I moved my head forward, feeling her wet lips move over my face as I held the cloth, catching the white cum that spurted from me. Her wet warmth coated my face as she moved herself from side to side, drawing her pussy over my mouth and nose. Rubbing my softening cock, I milked the last drops of come onto the cloth as she calmed and eased back down onto the box lunch lid.
I handed her the cloth decorated with the little pool of cum I had proudly spurt in her honor. Taking the cloth, she smiled and whispered, “None of the others give me this gift, not even when I touch them. Most don’t even get firm.”
“Not even for you?”
Frowning, she shook her head no.
“I don’t get firm for most women, not for many years. You made me firm.”
Her lips curled up into a smile. “Will you come back for another box lunch?”
“Yes, if I can have you.”
“You must ask for me, I am Keiko.”
“Keiko, a beautiful name, I am Natsume’,” I said, leaning forward in a bow, finding my face near her pussy again. Taking a deep breath of her scent, I rose and smiled at her. “Your fragrance captivates me.”
She smiled, coyly tilting her head and... and, yes blushing.
“What should I order next time? I want more than the ‘Gentleman’s Special.’”
“Ah, ask for the ‘Katsura Box,’ we can then taste of each other,” she answered. “Sadly now, I must get dressed again.”
I sat back in my chair and watched her tight ass as she stood up, turned and sensuously walked down the small steps at the back of the table. Walking to her robe, she bent, picked it up and languidly pulled it on, folding the right side of the yukata over her breasts and then following with the left. She then moved the dishes and teapot onto a side table, bowed to me and with a final yearning glance back at me, she left.
I adjusted my clothes, returned to the lobby, where I paid the old lady and then stepped outside. My friend called from the other side of the garden, “Natsume’ did you enjoy lunch.”
“Very much Mat, very much.”
In the ride back home I fell asleep, thinking of Keiko
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