You meet me for lunch wearing a sexy purple mini dress and black thigh high stockings. The top of your dress is straining with the heaviness of perfect breasts. Your cleavage is stunning. Sitting in a booth, my hands feel the silkiness of your skin. There are little goose bumps on your arms and legs. You are nervous, but you sit there silently enjoying a strangers hand stroking your knee As my hand moves up your leg, you shiver with anticipation. The excitement is unbearable and I am not able to contain myself. I look around and see if anybody is watching and slowly stroke the bare part of your leg above the lace of the thigh highs.
The man sitting at the table next to us is watching. So I decide to give him something to watch.
I have you turn toward him slightly and spread you legs giving him a great view of your beautiful shaved pussy. His eyes about pop out of his head. I then take my hand and lightly stroke all around your mound. I can feel your whole body begin to tremble. I then take my middle finger and insert it in your hot box.
So tight. It grabs my finger lovingly. I look over at the watching man and this keeps me from going insane with lust myself. He is starting to break out into a sweat. I chuckle to myself, If he only knew how good it really did feel.