After the amazing orgasm I had while talking to Jared on the telephone, I had to just lie back and bask in that wonderful feeling of contentment you only get after such an experience. It was the most intense orgasm I've ever had at my own hand. Hell! It ranked up there in my top 10, with or without a partner.
I tried not to get too excited about what might happen when I actually met Jared. I know that when you anticipate something too much, it oftentimes times turns out to be a disappointment. We had decided to meet two days after we'd spoken on the phone. He was going to email me the time and directions to the meeting place.
That Wednesday morning, as soon as I woke up, try as I might, I couldn't seem to suppress the excitement that was growing inside of me. I showered and made sure my pussy was total devoid of any hair. Jared had told me he liked his women shaved smooth. I'd been struggling over what to wear and hadn't really made a decision until it was time for me to get dressed. We were meeting mid-day in a small family type restaurant next to a hotel up on the highway. Since I didn't know what was going to happen and didn't want to appear too anxious in case we didn't 'hit it off' in person, I finally decided on a lightweight sweater with a scoop neckline and a skirt that was shorter than I'd normally wear. Underneath, I had on a navy garter belt, thigh high stockings and a navy bra. I didn't wear panties. The bra pushed my breasts up high so that lots of cleavage was visible over the top edge of the sweater. I wore more make up than usual and let my shoulder length copper coloured hair curl naturally around my neck.
While driving to the restaurant, I could feel the moisture between my thighs. By the time I got there, I was sure anyone within a few feet of me could smell my excitement. Neither Jared nor I had seen the other's face, so I wasn't sure how we'd recognize each other. The door was in the centre of the restaurant and I started scanning the customers on my right, looking for him. By the time I'd turned all the way to my left, I saw him staring at me from a seat against the back wall. He smiled and waved and I walked towards him. He stood up, hugged me and gave me a light kiss. Sitting opposite him, I removed my coat and his eyes went directly to my chest. I'm not huge, but I do have fairly large breasts and the way they were stuffed inside the bra, it made them look even bigger.
"You found the place without difficulty?" he asked.
"Not a problem, your directions were very clear." And as an afterthought, and with my sexiest smile, I said, "I follow directions very well."
He just laughed and responded, "We'll see how well!"
The waitress came over and he ordered me a coffee and a refill for himself. We engaged in a little more small talk until the coffees came and then his hand came across the table and he started fondling my breast. He found my nipple and started rubbing it through my sweater and bra, bringing it out to its full glory. His other came across the table and he did the same with my other breast. I could feel my breathing start to change.
In a quiet voice, he said, "Mmmm, you were right, your nipples are big and thick."
I looked up into his face and realized that there was a big mirror on the wall just beside where Jared was sitting. Although I couldn't see us in it, I was sure that the men who were sitting a few tables back could see what he was doing to me. I moved a little bit to try to shield his hands, but he said, "Let them watch, you like it when people watch!"
He was right! I did like knowing that someone could see this attractive dark haired man fondling my tits.
While his fingers were pulling on my nipples through my clothes, and without looking up, he said to me, "I want you to go into the Ladies room, take off your bra and bring it back to me." It wasn't really a request, more of a very strong suggestion.
When he did look up and moved his hands away, I just nodded, got up from the table and went to the Ladies Room. I removed my bra and stuffed it into my bag. I looked in the mirror and although my breasts didn't overflow from the top of my sweater, my very erect nipples were pressing against the fabric. I had to walk back out there, facing the table of men who could see us in the mirror. I think my nipples grew a little more when I saw them staring at me.
I sat back down and showed Jared my bra through the top of my bag. He smiled and again reached across the table. This time, he could really get a good hold on my nipples and he started pulling them upwards and toward him. I think I closed my eyes and sighed with pleasure. He moved one of his hands down the front of my sweater and cupped my entire tit in his palm, lifting it up until my nipple was exposed to him and the men watching in the mirror. His thumb started flicking over the thick tip and he used his thumb and forefinger to pull on it.
"You know those guys can see what I'm doing to you, don't you?"
"Yeah, I know it."
