Innocence

What came out of her mouth next, shocked me. It was more blunt than I would expect from her. I might have misjudged her. "I was looking at you, because I think you're attractive." Maybe she was allowing herself to be so blunt because she did realize this was more than friendly from my side, too. She saw the look of shock on my face, and for the first time, she smiled. "I'm not as naive as I look. Maybe a little bit, but I'm twenty, and I know what I like."

I hadn't thought she was twenty, but maybe it was a good thing. I shouldn't be attracted to eighteen year old girls. "Which is?"

"Beautiful women." She took a sip of her coffee. "Like you."

I didn't know what to say. I looked at her face and wanted to kiss her. "What's your name?" I asked, at least wanting to have the decency to know her name before doing anything. I knew by now that, no matter how unlikely it had seemed, something was going to happen, because I wanted her and I could tell she wanted me too.

"Sophie," she said quietly, going back to looking like the shy, quiet girl I had thought her to be. Maybe she was, after all. "What's yours?"

"Lara." There was a long silence. We were sipping our coffee, and giving each other looks. The longer I looked at her, the dirtier the thoughts in my head became. I wanted to fuck her, to spoil that beautiful innocence. It aroused me more than the thought of fucking a slutty woman who was in a bar looking for sex, ever had. I was also used to fucking girls like lesbians did it, with my fingers and my tongue, but I wanted to spread this virginal girl's legs and thrust my cock into her. I felt my pants get tighter, and knew that if I wanted to get her out of this public place, I should do it now or people would notice my erection as I walked out.

"Let's go somewhere," I said before either of us had finished our coffees.

She looked up, slightly startled, but nodded. "Yeah."