You stood there in front of me with a short skirt on, knee high boots and a tight white top. I could see that you werenβt wearing a bra underneath as the pure sexual tension between made you excited and your nipples were standing to attention. You came closer to me where I was sitting and brushed the inside of your left leg against the outside of my right one, leant down to whisper in my ear. You seductively said in a low soft voice 'I have no knickers on'. You gently placed a kiss on my check smiled at me and walked away.
I stood up and followed you, we were in a hotel lobby waiting to be seated for dinner. We were called into the restaurant by the waiter, as we entered the room you grabbed the cheek of my arse and squeezed it tight.
I in turn felt the back of your skirt and found out you werenβt lying definitely no panty line.
We sat down and started to eat, I have never seen someone eat soup before so seductively, you would use your lips on the spoon as if you were sucking a cock right then you lifted up your leg and placed it on the edge of my seat. You winked at me and I knew exactly what you wanted. I started running my hands up and down the inside of your leg. All I can say is I am glad it was a small table as I could just manage to reach your pussy with out having to stretch to far and make it obvious what we were doing.
I played with your clit for a minute just to help moisten you up a bit. I then inserted my finger and just like a scene from When Harry met Sally, you let out a moan.