Our Listener's friend has decided to throw a Valentine's Day party two weeks after being dumped. Our Listener and our Speaker have shown up to offer support, and the evening isn't going very well. They can't leave yet, but they want to spend some alone time together. When things get heated for their host, they sneak off to a large closet, and our Speaker shows our Listener just how loved she is, on Valentine's Day and every day...
So, how hammered is she and how hammered is she going to get? Do we need to worry here? Yeah, well, she wanted to throw a Valentine's Day party two weeks after being dumped and I'm pretty sure she has pounded through a good chunk of that wine herself.
Should we be worried? Like, she's your friend, so I don't want to overstep, but. ..
No, no, it's fine. Stop apologizing. It's okay.
It's Valentine's Day and I'm with you and that's all I need. Well, yeah, because I don't need a special day to tell you that I love you or to show you that I love you and vice versa, right? So, it's fine.
Your friend clearly needs us more than we need a quiet Valentine's, right? I am getting worried though, because. ..
Yeah. Is that her sister? Well, clearly I'm not the only one who's worried.
I mean, she doesn't look too happy either. Oh boy. Um, we should, um, maybe sneak out before this gets too heated because it looks like they're about to get into an argument, I'm assuming, over the drinking thing.
Yeah. You know what? I saw a closet earlier.
When I went to the bathroom, I actually opened it by accident thinking it was the bathroom, but it wasn't. It was a really cute little coat closet and if we have to hang out for a while longer, why don't we go and make use of it? Mm-hmm.
I am not kidding. See, one of my favorite things about you is how adventurous you want to be, but how nervous about it you are. So, while everybody's distracted by the shenanigans going on over there, why don't we go and be adventurous on Valentine's Day?
See? It's perfect. And it's away from all the noise out there.
Yeah. I mean, I've had my heart broken, too, so I understand where she's at. And so close to today, I get it.
Makes me realize how lucky I am to have you, to be with you, to get to love you. Mm-hmm. Happy Valentine's Day, baby.
Now here's the fun part. Mm-hmm. Pull your pants down.
Not all the way. Just enough. Now let me see.
Spread. Oh. Let's get you nice and wet.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Lean on the wall.
Yeah. I am rubbing your pussy in a coat closet at your friend's party. Sexy, right? Mm-hmm.
Just be quiet. Can my good girl be quiet for me? Mm-hmm.
Now, I'm really going to make you want to scream. Push your hips forward. Mm.
Just like that. Mm. Mm-hmm.
Oh, that's my girl. So open to new things, even when they make you nervous. I know I made you nervous when we first got together.
Mm-hmm. You couldn't make eye contact when I got within 10 feet of you. It was the cutest thing.
Mm. Mm. You taste so good.
So fucking good. Mm. Mm-hmm.
Do you like that? I'm licking your clit. Mm.
Mm-hmm. Well, I have more planned for you when we get home, but this is a nice little taste. Get you warmed up.
Get us through this fucking party. Doesn't matter. As long as I'm with you, I'm having a good time.
And I love that you want to be there for your friend. Mm-hmm. So I'll do anything I can to help with that.
And if that means giving you a quick orgasm in a coat closet while she throws down with her sister, good lord, so be it. Mm. Mm.
I know you can't spread any wider. That's why your pants aren't all the way down. Just feel it.
Mm-hmm. I can get in here. Don't worry.
Mm. I'm doing quite well already, aren't I? Mm.
Mm. Mm. Good girl asking.
Um, don't come yet. Mm-mm. Mm.
Because when you actually come, I want you to moan it into my mouth so we can keep you quiet. But my mouth is a bit busy right now. Kind of reminds me of our first Valentine's together.
Mm-hmm. Yeah, we tried to do everything right. And the restaurant spilled champagne all over me.
And we got stuck in traffic for like an hour, which was horrible. And by the time I got you home, we were both so frazzled we didn't know whether we were coming or going or up or down or what. Remember? Mm-hmm.
Mm. And you were so upset because all your careful planning, you felt like it was all for nothing. But as I watched you try to keep your shit together, mm, understanding what you were trying to do, mm, I knew I loved you.
Uh-huh. That was the moment after all that. Because those are the moments that show you who someone really is.
And I love who you really are. Mm. And let's be real, the sex that night was fan-fucking-tastic.
Uh-huh. Kind of like it'll be tonight. Mm.
Mm. I think you're close. Okay.
Let me get my hand back down here. Come here. Come here.
There. Rub that clit. A little bit rough.
Look at me. Look at me. It's okay to let go.
It's okay to feel what you're feeling. It's beautiful. Come for me, baby.
Mm-hmm. Right here in this closet. Knowing that I wanted you too fucking much to wait to get home.
Mm. Mm. That's it.
That's it. Let go. Let go.
Ah. Come here. Come.
Now. Mm. Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm. I've got you. Keep moaning into my mouth.
Okay. Okay. We're just gonna bring you down slowly.
You're shaking so badly I'm afraid your legs are gonna give out. Hold on to me. Mm-hmm.
Let's pull those pants up. Mm-hmm. And, um, clean off my fingers.
Tastes so good. Open your mouth. Open your mouth.
Taste. Told you. All right.
Let's go back out there. See how much longer we have to stay. I have a feeling it won't be long given what was starting when we left.
And then I'll take you home and show you what Valentine's Day is really all about. Okay?