M Is for Mandi

But he beat me to it. He stood up himself and took my hand, leading me across towards a darker area. OK then, his place later maybe. As we moved out of the spotlight, James turned and pulled me closer.

"Mandi, you are most definitely the hottest girl in here tonight."

"Why thanks...."

I didn't finish. James pulled me closer, leaned over, and gently pressed his lips to mine! My ego swelled, boosted by both his words and his actions. I moved my own lips against his, beginning to tease his mouth with my tongue. Shit, I was kissing a guy and I was totally loving every moment of it. My heart was pounding, my cock was trying to burst out of my tight panties, things couldn't be going SO well. I was wrong, and I was right. As our lips parted James leaned over to whisper in my ear.

"Mandi. Let's not beat about the bush. I want you and I think you want me. OK so you're new to this, like you said. But I've been here before, with a few girls like you though none as gorgeous. My car's outside, let's go to my place."

"Oh James!" I surprised myself, with my words and with my tone. I'd never really thought of myself as really submissive but there and then I was more than willing to submit to whatever James suggested. I wanted to give myself to him hell, I wanted to be taken. My look gave him the answer he wanted. He smiled.

And then he beeped, or at least his jacket pocket did. He scowled, not at me though, as he took out his mobile from his pocket.

"Shit!" he said as he looked at the text on the small screen. "Shit! Shit!"

He looked towards me. He was obviously very disappointed.

"Mandi, I am sorry, SO sorry, but I have to go. I don't want to, Christ I don't want to but I have to."

As he pushed the phone into one pocket he took a wallet out from another and fished inside it. He offered me a card.

"Mandi, believe me, this isn't a set-up but it's urgent, I just have to go. Ring me. Please ring me, I'll get back to you."