It was beautiful summer evening and very warm. Vicky was dressed in a flimsy blue floral summer dress and it was obvious to anyone who managed to catch a sight of her when she was backlit that she was not wearing anything underneath. She was not normally quite so uninhibited but even the thought of wearing no knickers made her feel so deliciously hot that she had eventually after much indecision left them off. It had been worth it because she was feeling deliciously sexy and knowing her boyfriend Brad had spent most of the night with a fairly prominent bulge in his pants because he was so hot for her made her even more so.
Vicky had been teasing him since he had picked her up earlier, keeping him horny but allowing no more than kissing and a subtle groping. The groping was so that he could know that she was wearing nothing more under her dress than her perfume. She had whispered to him on several occasions how sexy she was feeling and how she was looking forward to later on. They had gone to a local pub to have a bite to eat and a couple of drinks. Brad had been fairly unsettled most of the time they were there. He had not seen Vicky for several days as they had both been so very busy at work. All Brad wanted now was to go back to one of their flats and enjoy some time alone having long slow delicious sex.
Finding out that Vicky had nothing on under her light dress had been a surprise. He had not expected Vicky to be so daring and the way she kept nibbling his ear and whispering suggestively how badly she wanted him was keeping him at a constant state of arousal. She also kept allowing her hand to find its way to his crotch where she would lightly touch him when she thought nobody was watching.
'Shall we go?' Brad leant closer to Vicky and whispered in her ear. He was stroking her left leg, lightly running his hand between her knee and thigh, teasingly allowing it to creep under her dress until she would place her hand over his stopping him. Sally was finding herself getting more and more turned on as the night progressed. She wanted so much for Brad's hand to continue up her thigh until it reached her wetness. But she was keen to continue making Brad wait; his own obvious need for her was such a turn on.
'But Brad we are having such a good time here.' Vicky laughed at Brad's expression. 'Don't you feel like another quick drink before we go?'
'Vicky, if we stay here another minute I don't think I can be held responsible for my actions.'
Vicky looking wide eyed and feigning ignorance asked him what he meant.
'You sexy wench, you know exactly what I mean,' he laughed. 'You have me so turned on I am in pain. If we don't leave now I am going to have you over this table and I don't care if the whole pub watches. The choice is yours.'
'Wow, I didn't realise.' Vicky reached her out hand and laid it over the bulge in Brad's chinos and squeezed gently. 'This is all because of me?'
'Right come on.' Brad stood up and taking a firm hold of a laughing Vicky's hand led her out of the pub.
As they passed the next table a pretty blonde girl, who would have heard the two of them talking, looked directly at Brads crotch as he walked passed, she smiled at Vicky before saying. 'Looks like enough there for two, if you want a hand?'
'Oh I am looking forward to taking care of this myself.' Vicky giggled as she quickly passed.
