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His face is magnificent

under those brooding dark eyelashes.  The olive skin of European dreams peeking out from under his crisp linen shirt, sleeves rolled nonchalantly half way up his very muscular forearms.  His bold tattoo silently shouting, I dare you… ask me what I mean.

I can easily envision him in my bed, snug against my back and those tawny arms wrapped around my naked white waist.  His hot breath lingers in my ear, whispering sweet nothings in Italian because he knows those foreign words would be enough foreplay for me. His firm cock is nestled against my ass pressing insistently and inquiring without words if I’ll let him in.

I feel my body tremble, even now in my daydream, as I bask in the vision of his masculinity.  The scent of him is an intoxicating blend of sex and animal and raw power.  He creates a lust in me that I haven’t felt in a very long time and I want to growl like an untamed savage.

Look at that chiseled face with that oh so sexy bit of stubble left on his dimpled chin.  He is a god, this man, slunk in the corner of my coffee shop.  He lurks there in the shadows.  Not with bad intent, mind you, he just sits there reading or people watching.  Every now and again, he’ll reach across his newspaper to check his vibrating smart phone and do a bit of typing into it.  Probably twitter, is my guess, most of my patrons are into the social media of the day.

No, he’s not a safety concern.  My intentions are far more sinister than I imagine his are.  I gaze mesmerized at the exquisite specimen before me as he sips provocatively on his espresso, that beautiful mouth nurturing the lucky porcelain demitasse cup.   The sharp pain in my lower lip awakens me to the fact that I’ve unconsciously drawn it into my mouth and I let the flesh glide slowly from the biting embrace my teeth have on it.

I imagine him at my cunt with those full red lips.  My legs fall open, but not far enough for him.  No, he wants me as distended as possible and he brings his hands to my inner thighs, pushing me wide.  My breath hitches in anticipation.

He kisses those thighs he so gently parted, first one side then the other.   Small peckish kisses as he works his way from my knees up towards my torso.  His chin stubble draws a delicious scratch across my skin and I receive the slight roughness with a blissful sigh. His tousled mane, so soft and midnight black brushes my leg with each turn of his head and a nervous giggle erupts in my throat as my fantasy pokes reality in the belly.

My tattletale noise catches the attention of the object of my musing and he glances up at me from behind his paper.  I can see a twinkle of curiosity sparkle in his crystal blue eyes as he flashes a warm inviting smile.  Flushing severely from getting caught staring at a customer, I abruptly back up to turn away and bump against the stack of water glasses on the counter behind me.

The deafening crash awakens the subtle hum of the coffee shop and I alternate between trying to hide my face and catch falling cups.  I am utterly unsuccessful doing either task properly and I finally give up, letting gravity take it’s toll.  In a chaotic jumble the glasses roll around but none fall to the floor or break, thank goodness. My flush turns from pink to crimson as an embarrassed heat courses through my body.

Finally settling everything back in order,  I busy myself wiping the nonexistent crumbs from the counter.  I’m hoping that everyone around me has gone back to what they were doing before my bumbling blunder of a spectacle.  Although, even with total humiliation hitting my ego full force, I can’t help but return to my wishful thinking.

Risking a glance, I take a quick peek at the gorgeous male sitting in the corner.  Pulses hit my groin with the power of a jackhammer and I slump against the counter as a ravenous hunger for his body consumes me.  My god, I want that man in my bed.

… Slowly making his way up each thigh, he finally arrives at my cleft.  My need is evident as I greet his mouth with my leaking desire and his thick tongue laps at my warm, moist sex.  Fireworks flash behind my closed eyes as he partakes of me like I am his only nourishment. Feed, my Italian… feed.

When he wraps his hands around my hips and squeezes my bones, I lift my ass in praise of his admiration and I can hear his muffled grunts of longing.  He squeezes my hips harder as if he cannot contain his worship and fondles them like a prized possession he worked very hard to own.

He sucks the folds of my pussy into his teeth and nibbles gently.  I melt against his face and he laps at the fresh flow of dew escaping from my core.  He is devouring me and I can’t get enough.  I push my cunt onto his tongue and feel the first surge of my climax spreading across me.

My breath quickens and the muscles in my legs tighten to ready themselves for the onslaught of orgasm.  A mewl escapes my throat and I realize I am not in bed with my magnificent centerfold of a man, but I am standing in my coffee shop, surrounded by people!  Oh, god!

Coughing to cover up the conspicuous noises of my very real fantasy, I don’t dare look around to see if anyone is within earshot.  The humiliating flush of embarrassment covers my skin once again as I wipe my sweaty palms against the coffee stained apron tied to my waist.

“Excuse me, please?”

I turn to look into one of the most glorious faces put on this earth and my panties catch the real drips my daydream left behind.  “Hi.. uh… hello … um… what can I do for you?” I stammer like a shy child trying to ask an undiscerning bully where to find the bathroom.

“Forgive me for being so bold, but… you are a most beautiful woman and I would love for you to join me later.  If you like, we could enjoy some wine and cheese in the park.”  His accent rolled with the force of a tidal wave across my skin and deposited it’s moisture in my already soaked silk.

Swallowing with great difficulty and trying to keep the drool contained in my mouth, I smiled demurely as I pondered telling him that I have a thing for Italians.

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Italian Coffee

2 ounces Amaretto

Hot Black Coffee

Add liqueur to a mug.  Fill with coffee.  Stir.  Top with whipped cream.  Sprinkle with shaved almonds.

Enjoy!