I was running my hand softly over her back as we sat at the bar watching the game. She had on a nice semi sheer blouse but, to my chagrin, she choose to wear a bra that night.
The place wasn't very crowded, there were people sitting around the side of bar and some on each side of us. I guess most people stayed home because it was threating to storm out.
We had gone out to dinner earlier before we came to the bar to watch the game. We had finished a bottle of good wine with dinner and were feeling pretty mellow.
As usual, she was talking to the other people who were watching the game about the ins and outs of the plays. We both enjoying a few more drinks as the night when on. Sometime during the evening the bar tender had turned down the lighting in the bar area. It was kind of romantic even if a football game was on.
By the end of the first quarter the score was tied with both teams having one touchdown and an extra point each. As the game progressed, she started to rub the inside of my thigh. She seemed not to even notice that she was doing it. I continued running my hand over her back. She said it felt wonderful and she slid her hand under my shorts pant leg and touched my cock. Of course my boy twitched and started to stand at attention. She moved her fingers up further until she started to caress the shaft of my now semi hard dick. She then wrapped her fingers around my shaft and ran her thumb over the head, giving me a rush of pleasure. She began stroking my cock with her fingers around me. I was really starting to enjoying this date night.
Our team scored and she pulled her hand away and gave high fives to those around us. They missed the extra point and I missed her hand. The people in the bar were not happy. Our team kicked off and the special teams unit let them get to their forty-six yard line.
I said "They will fumble when they get to the red zone, so no worries."
Everyone looked at me like I was nuts.
"They don't ever do that." She tells me.
They worked the ball down the field. Our defense was getting pushed back again and again.
I said again "I bet they will fumble in the red zone."
She whispered to me. "If they do I'll take my bra off." Then she laughed.
I continued rubbing her back but with more enthusiasm.
Our defense keep getting beat. They were on our four yard line. The ball was hiked, we ran a blitz and there was fumble. We recovered the ball and ran it back for a touchdown. This time we made the extra point.
The bar went nuts. One of the guys sitting next to her bought our next round.
She went to the ladies room. She came back a little while later and slid onto her seat. Not only did she remove her bra but she undid an extra top button. As she slid into her seat I looked down the front her shirt and I could see her nipples. I loved how she looked. Even with the lights being dim, I could make out the shape of her breasts through her shirt and I couldn't help but notice her hard nipples. FUCKING HOT.
I love looking at her when she dresses like this. She doesn't understand it, but when she looks like this in public, it takes my breath away so why wouldn't I want her to dress like this?
Once the game started, her nipples softened and I'm sure I was the only one distracted by her sexy tits. Everyone else was watching the game.
I could see lighting off in the distance through the window and I was hoping the bar didn't lose power when BOOM, flash and the power went out. Everything went dark and quiet for a few seconds. The bar tender said the backup generator would kick in shortly and the big screen TV is on that line. The generator came on and a light in the hall turned on. He used the remote and turned on the TV. The game was still on.
