I went out for a night on the town, office was maddening and I just needed to unwind! I ended up at the finest restaurant in town, valet parked my Mercedes and in I went. I still had my suit and tie on as I entered, walking through the door, seeing mass amounts of people. Waitress walking by, smiling, offers me a glass of White Zinfandel. I took a sip as I ventured out into the crowd, looking as I went for anything that caught my eye.
I reached the other side and turned around to watch the crowd, that's when I saw you, standing with friends. You had on a floor length dress, strapless and made of black lace with a white underlay, hair pulled up, white pearl necklace and earrings. As you talked with friends I began to slowly move towards you, watching you talk as I went. Seeing your eyes light up when you smiled, your soft lips and how they curved. Loving how your dress hugged your breasts, tops of them showing above the cut of your dress. Thinking of how it would feel, holding them while I sucked on your firm nipples. Wondering if you had a bra on, hoping you didn't, wanting to touch.
I started to feel something stir in me the closer I got to you. I was able to get a better look at your ass, defined by the cut of the dress. Seeing the shape of your body overall, wanting to be near you, wanting to touch, to smell.. I stopped within a few feet of where you were standing and sat down in a stool at the bar, watching you. You started looking around the room, almost as you were looking for someone, or that you felt my eyes upon you? You gaze around the room looking to your left, spinning around and you lock onto my eyes, looking at you with amazement. Your jaw drops slightly, eyes wide, frozen in place.
I smile at you, you return the smile, and then you begin to walk over my way. I stand up as you near, smiling and saying hello to you. You return the greeting, as we shake hands. I hold your hand as we shake, feeling through a lacy dinner glove, the warmth of your hand, being close to see your eyes, gazing into them as we talk. You start to fidget with your earrings, wondering if I'm making you uneasy I ask if you're ok. You lean towards me and say it's just all the people around. I ask if you'd like to step away and get some fresh air? I hold out my arm and gesture to go this way, you wrap your arm into mine and I lead you away. As we walk I rest my other hand over yours, as I do you smile and tip your head downward, cheeks go blush. Could it be that you like the attention, the touch? We walk down a hallway and look out to a terrace, I open the door and we step outside, it's a beautiful night, warm air, no breeze to speak of. I lead you to the other side, farthest away from the building, walking over to a bench I hold your hand as you sit down. Catching a glance of your beautiful breasts as you sit.
I sit down next to you, loosening up my tie and taking it off, unbuttoning the top two buttons at the same time. As I sat down I purposely sat close to you, legs mere inches apart, as we talked I slid my right hand down to my side and let it rest on the bench. There were a couple of times you'd reach out and touch my arm as you talked. More to make a point and keep my attention. I made the same gesture after awhile ,only I touched your leg as I talked, at first I thought you'd pull away but then I saw the blushed look in your cheeks and the coy smile as you tipped your head again. After a few times of touching your leg I left my hand on your thigh to see what you would do. You smiled and kept talking, I asked a question about if your dress was lined on the lower half of your dress like the top was. You reached down and pulled your dress up, turning it inside out to show me that it was. In doing so I could see your legs, smooth skin, lightly tanned, begging to be touched. I held out my hand and checked out the underlay of your dress, then letting my hand drop onto your bare thigh. You lowered your dress, covering my hand as you did. Looking into your eyes, neither breaking our glance.
I leaned towards you, you watching my lips as I neared. I within inches of your face stopped and looked into your eyes, then leaning in and kissing your soft lips. Our lips parted and I felt the softness of your wet tongue, searching for mine. As we kissed I let my hand slide up your thigh a bit at a time. Feeling as you put your hand on my arm, feeling the heat of you under your dress, smoothness of your thigh. I was hoping you weren't able to see the rising bulge in my slacks. Rubbing your thigh, sliding my hand back and forth, feeling the warmth, I ran my hand up and touched the softness of your panties. Waiting for you to grab my hand and push it away, with it not happening I let my fingers touch you. Running the back of my fingers across your panties, feeling a mound of flesh underneath them, dampness, warmth, heat.. Hearing your breathing get heavier as we kissed, heavier as I rubbed, heavier as I teased. Rubbing up and down your panties, hearing you moan so softly, seeing the lust in your eyes. I began to slide my fingers inside your panties, your hand stopping me when I was halfway in. You looked at me, "Is it a good idea with all the people around?" you asked. I smiled, looked into your eyes, "Let them watch" I said. Pushing my hand into your panties, feeling the soft, warm flesh of your pussy, getting so wet. As I rubbed, as we kissed you were watching the crowd to see if anyone was watching us. I cupped my hand on top of your soft and wet pussy, leaving my fingers to push into you, sliding them up and down, into you as I rubbed. You shifted your weight back a bit to give me more room to slide my fingers into you. You sitting there eyes closed, biting your lower lip, softly moaning as I rubbed your clit.