A day in the life of an oral fixation #5

7:45 pm - She meets a man at an Italian restaurant for supper. She sits across from him at an uncomfortable table and sips red wine. She looks around at people, everyone is filling their mouths with assorted tomato-based pasta dishes. She takes a large sip of wine and swirls it around in her mouth. She feels the wine is cooler than it should be and it tickles her tongue. She takes another sip and orders the penne. She watches the man chew a piece of garlic bread. She takes a lot of small sips of wine and the server refills her glass. She takes more sips of wine and the man refills her glass. She takes more sips of wine and the man orders another bottle. She rests the wine glass on her lips for a while before setting it down. She takes her first bite of pasta and decides she’s not hungry. She drinks more wine and it no longer feels too cold. She takes another bite of pasta, but it’s mostly bland milky sauce and cheese. She soon forgets the pasta and remains attuned to the ants crawling across her lips.

9:00 pm - She feels nauseous as the man drives her home. She stares at his lap while he manoeuvres the wheel. She glances at his mouth when he’s distracted with other cars. She remembers they didn’t wash their hands after eating. She tastes the acidic wine flavour still on her lips. She mistakes the need to urinate for arousal. She thinks about taking the man’s cock in her mouth as he drives. She pretends to listen to him talk. She thinks about gagging him and giving him head. She imagines him drooling around a red ball gag. She imagines it will stop him from talking, but won’t keep him quiet. She imagines his glossy lips stretching around the gag and her glossy lips stretching around him. She mistakes her arousal for the need to urinate.