So you entered the night-club/lounge.
You sit down at the bar. As I watch you, turning you're head around and checking out the scene. As you look my way I raise my glass to you and smile as I take a sip of my wine. I see you acknowledge with a look and a smile towards me. I walk up to you and take your forearm and steer you over to a quiet table where I convince you to sit with me
We discuss generalities, and I begin to steer the conversation towards what I would like to do with you, as you place your hand on top of mine and caress it softly.
Meanwhile I slide closer to you, touching my thigh to yours... I reach under the table and softly stroke the inside of your thighs, sliding my hand down to the knee and then up with my nails.
You sigh and lean back as you open your legs a bit wider and I begin to trace the outline of your cock, squeezing it gently and rubbing it. I can feel it throbbing as it gets harder. I unzip your pants and slide my hand inside as I release your cock to my hand and the air. I begin to rub your swollen membrane with my hand and run my nails up and down your cock and than your balls. You begin to squirm and I can see a bit of redness in the cheeks. I continue in this behavior until, you obviously need more aggressive action on my part, I look around to see if anyone is looking as I slide underneath the table and slide myself up between your legs spreading them a bit further apart. I slide my finger between your stomach and under as I run my tongue across your stomach at the edge of your underwear.