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Dinner With Izzy and Ian [part 12 of 12]
By: ChiquitaIt was summertime, and Izzy and Ian planned on taking a small trip up to Cape Cod to get out of the city. Izzy was currently walking around the mall hoping to buy a few things for the trip. She new that she would be needing a new bathing suit, and she was hoping to stop by Spencer’s to get an outfit for on of the nights they’d be on vacation. She’d been wanting to try out role-playing, so she figured that would be a fun place to shop for it.
Izzy went in and out of the stores and boutiques, enjoying the rare luxury of actually shopping. Being a teacher took up most of her time, so she was going to live this shopping trip to the fullest. As she was strolling through the racks at Victoria Secrets, she noticed somebody familiar, but wasn’t sure if she really saw them. She continued her shopping and finally checked out at the register. She’d chose three pairs of lace panties: deep purple, red, and black. As she took her bag from the lady behind the counter, she turned and once again saw the familiar face. It was Cathy. Damn her luck, she thought.
Izzy decided to ignore the sighting and went on with her shopping.
Walking into Spencer’s she looks around in the costume section thinking of different situation for each. She wasn’t really sure what she wanted to do. A sales lady walked up to her and asked her if she needed any help.
Yes. I have a question. If you could dress up as any of these for the bedroom, which would you choose? The lady smiled as she looked at each of the costumes.
How about the librarian, or maybe you can use the costume to be a teacher?
I’m actually a professor, so that’s a given. Not anything new.
Okay…let’s seeeee…. She looked through them again. You can always go for the sexy cliche….a nurse. Everybody and their mom has done this one, but its still fun. How about it?
Izzy thought about it before agreeing and the lady helped her find the size that she needed. Satisfied, she decided to look around at the other things in the store. She had always loved the store, and there was always something new to look at every time she turned around. As she was looking at the adult card games, she saw a flash of blond at the corner of her eye. A cold chill ran up her spine as she new who it was.
It was just the feeling one got when they suddenly realized that they were being followed. Immediately, Izzy got out her journal and a pen. She’d started keeping it when she’d begun having problems with Cathy. She jotted down the time, date, and location and in detail described what had happened so far. Putting it back into her purse, she quickly went back to looking. She spotted a pair of cheesy pink fuzzy handcuffs and smiled. It couldn’t hurt to buy them. They’d be fun.
As she moved around the store to the check stand, she secretly watched her stalker, always aware of where she was at in the store.
Coming up to the counter she placed her items on the counter as the lady who had helped her started ringing her up.
Do you see the blond lady? Don’t be obvious, Izzy whispered to the sales woman.
Yes. Why?
Let’s just say she’s out to get me because I’m with the man she wants. She’s been causing problems. Do you mind if you sign my journal as a witness?
No problem. She quickly signed her name and jotted her phone number. Can I get you anything else?
No, thank you Just then, Cathy came up beside her. She was pretending to shop as she watched Izzy. She moved on as Izzy gathered her bags and turned to leave. She was just about to leave the store when she felt someone nudge her, and only seconds later the alarm went off. She stopped, confused, and turned toward to counter. The sales lady was on the phone talking, and the other worker left for someone out of the store. She stood there waiting for what was happening to make sense when the lady came up to her and gently opened her bag, pulling out merchandise that Izzy hadn’t put there.
It was then that Izzy realized what Cathy had tried to do, but the sales clerks had seen it all.
She could see the mall cops with there hands around Cathy’s arms as they talked with the other clerk. She started feeling nervous. The lady took her behind the counter as she filled out a report with her, and Izzy took the time to right in her journal as well, having it signed again by the lady. blackmail exhibitionism slave
The police came, filed their report, and talked with Izzy. She quickly explained what had been going on with Cathy at school, and then today. They took notes, gave her a card if anything happened in the future and left. After, Izzy called Ian and told him what happened, and they planned to meet up at the new Italian restaurant across town.
As Izzy settled in her car, she turned on her radio and switched it to classical. It helped clear her head and relax her, and that’s definitely what she needed. This was only the first step to what Cathy would do next, and if Dr. Faust and the police didn’t intervene, there was no telling what she’d try to do. Driving down the road she looked in all directions, paranoid that she’d see Cathy not too far behind, but she never saw her. She was currently dealing with the police about what she’d done. It was okay…..
Izzy pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant and spotted Ian’s car, moving to park beside him. He was in the car still, waiting for her.
As she got out he opened his door and stood, closing it behind him as he came to her. Hugging her, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and let her into the place.
Are you okay?
Yeah…little freaked out, but I’m okay. She smiled as they approached the hostess.
Two, please,’ said Ian. The woman led them to their booth, setting two menus onto the table. It was in the back corner of the place, and it had a gorgeous cream table clothe draped across the table. The lighting in the place was dimmed, and candles flickered on each table. It relaxed Izzy immediately as her and Ian slid into the rounded booth.
Their host for the evening warmly greeted them and took their wine order, promising to return for their orders. Ian held Izzy’s hand as they searched through the menu, and the small act made Izzy relax more. When the host came back, they stated their orders and he left to submit it to the kitchen. Izzy’s stomach growled, and she realized that she hadn’t eaten all day.
I need to go use the restroom, baby. I’ll be right back. Izzy slid across the booth away from him and stood, walking towards the bathroom. As the host passed, he caught his attention and said that he’d be right back to the table, he needed to use the restroom. The host smiled and nodded and continued on. Ian stood and walked towards the bathroom.
He walked down the dim hallway to the bathroom, and instead of turning left into the men’s bathroom, he continued to the end and entered left into the women’s. No one else was in there as the only door closed was the last one. He quietly walked down to it and just as he reached it, the door opened and Izzy started to walk out. She gasped in surprise as she saw Ian, blushing as he walked towards her, making her back up into the stall.
Ian…what if someone walks in?
Don’t worry about that. He closed and locked the stall door behind him and turned back toward Izzy. She was wearing a yellow summer dress that he loved. It hugged her every lush curve and displayed her breasts in the most delicious way.
His hands ran along her thighs, raising the hem of her dress up as his hands up and around her hips to cup her ass. She wasn’t wearing panties. He moved his mouth down her throat as her hands working his zipper, pulling his dick out of his pants. Lifting her up by the thighs, he pushed her back against the wall. She wound her arms around him as he pushed himself inside her, pumping his hips as he slid in and out of her.
They kissed passionately, their mouths moving heatedly over the others skin as he pushed her harder against the wall. Her cries filled the bathroom, his grunts echoing in her ear.
It seemed that eternity came and went, but in truth it was only a matter of minutes. exhibitionism bus train car
Harder, Ian. Harder. His hot breath hit her ear as his hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin. His muscles clenching as he outdid himself to giver her what she wanted. Every thrust stole her breath, little uhs escaping her mouth as her fingers buried themselves in his hair. Izzy wrapped her legs tighter around him as she let her mouth tease him. She licked his ear, sucked on the lobe. Her mouth sucking hard and soft on his skin along his shoulder and neck. She could almost feel his dick twitch in response.
Ian reached his hand down, his thumb resting against her clit, rubbing it slowly as he continued to fuck her hard. She mewed and squirmed against him as he brought her closer to orgasm.
Come for my Izzy. Come all over this dick, he growled into her ear. Her head fell back against the wall as he pumped harder and faster, his thumb working in a frenzied circle. Her hips fought back against him as she met his every thrust. Her skin was flushed as she bit her lip.
I’m coming, Ian….I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, she whispered to him. Her pussy convulsed around him as she came as she bit her lip to contain her cry. The door of the bathroom opened, a stall opening and closing. Still, Ian slowly pushed his dick into her as she reached down to massage his balls. She kissed and teased him as they listened to their intruder. Ian buried his head into her neck as he held his breath, his cum shooting into her. He didn’t make a sound as he pumped his seed into her, her pussy milking it out of him. They stall door opened in the distant, and somebody turned on the facet. Izzy took the time to let each other go, righting their clothes as they listened to the dryer.
As the bathroom door opened and closed, Ian left the bathroom stall. She smiled as he turned back to look at her.
See you at the table, love,” said Ian, as he made his escape light some cat burglar in the night. Izzy walked up to the mirror to check herself, giving her face time to become less flushed. She felt herself relax, and turned to join Ian at the table.
