A New Con Adventure -- At The Bar
It turns out being at a convention far from home is one of the best aphrodisiacs a guy could ask for. Away from folks back home, almost no chance of being recognized and the allure of all the "normal" places one would visit. Like the bar.
Tom was sitting at one of the tables just off to the edge of the bar area. It was an odd set up, there was the bar, then a ring of bar height tables with stools and then a ring of normal height tables just beyond that. The high table Tom was at was just at the border between the high tables and the ring of regular height tables. Beyond two rows of these lower tables there was a large glass wall looking out onto the moonlit pool area. Tom was staring out at the outdoor / indoor pool when somebody walked up behind him.
"Hello stranger..." she whispered in Tom's ear while placing her hands over his eyes.
He closed his eyes and breathed in her subtle perfume. It was sugary and sweet, just the way he liked it. "Hello Kat."
"You always know it's me." She walked around in front of Tom with a big pretend pout on her face, "It's not fair."
"Someday I might be wrong, but I love your perfumes," Tom's eyes wandered down her long shapely body, "and I love your outfit too." She was wearing strappy sandals, a loose, flowing skirt made of slightly clingy material and a matching top with a deeply scooping neck. As she moved Tom could see the barest hint of a panty line beneath her skirt and both a tank top and bra beneath the scoop neck top. The tank top was easy to see given the nature of the top. The scoop was dramatic and reached almost to where her belly button would be if it were in view.
They sat there chatting and having a couple of drinks as they talked about the day and the different break out sessions they'd attended. It was one of their favorite conventions with plenty of great things during the day and a party atmosphere each night.
"What's on tap for tonight?" Tom asked.
"Not sure. My mood has been a little off today." Kat took another sip from her drink. If hers were anything like Tom's they'd be hitting home soon. The barkeep wasn't skimping.
"I bet if we had another of our little adventures your mood would brighten up. You did seem to enjoy the last one." Tom looked at her over the rim of his glass. "We could start right now."
Kat gave a lopsided grin, "What makes you think I enjoyed the last one? And what do you mean 'start right now'? We're in the middle of the bar."
Tom gave her a half grin in return, "I think your wet fingers made me think you liked the last adventure. And yes, we can start right now if you're interested."
"How can we start now? This place is really crowded."
"Yes, it is crowded but I suspect that will be part of what makes this adventure really special." I leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "You know the old school girl trick with the bra? I think you can get that bra off and into my pocket right here and nobody will see anything. That's just the starting point. Interested?"
Kat leaned forward in her chair sliding her hands behind her very briefly. She then crossed her arms for the benefit of anyone watching, but up close Tom could see her fingers shifting the straps of her bra off her shoulders. Within moments she slipped her bra out the sleeve closest to Tom and tucked it neatly into his cargo pocket.
"See, that was easy right?" Tom grinned and lifted his glass to her in salute. She raised one eyebrow at Tom and returned the salute taking another healthy drink.
"I don't see how we go further here. It's not like we've got a corner booth or anything." Kat finished off her drink.
"Take your panties off next." Tom finished his drink off as well. "You've got until I'm done paying the check." Sometimes Kat worked better with more direct prompting.
Her cheeks flushed red and she half whispered back, "I can't do that! These stools are at head height for anyone sitting at those tables!"
"I know, that's what makes it interesting." Tom watched as the emotions swept across her face. Her eyes darted around the bar. Tom was feeling confident, but also feeling very constricted in his pants. He needed to adjust so he shifted and tugged at his pants to allow for his rapidly growing erection. Kat was very, very sexy. Watching her get worked up was hot. Just as Tom finished his adjustment she grinned. Grabbing the outside of her skirt she moved as if she was adjusting herself as well. She raised herself up off her seat just a bit and then wiggled her butt as she settled back down again. Tom had given her half the answer. She then proceeded with a series of similar moves to slide her panties down around her knees, just about where her flowy, clingy skirt stopped. The waiter stopped briefly then walked away with the check. Tom looked back at Kat. With one last glance around the bar she reached under the table and pulled her panties the rest of the way down and off her feet. Sitting back up she handed them to Tom.
"I so love that you did that." Tom tucked the panties into the pocket opposite the bra. "How's your mood now?"
Kat blushed again and said, "A little tipsy, but definitely feeling like there should be more tonight."
"Well then, let's walk shall we?" They strolled out of the bar, into the main hotel lobby and along the quiet, carpeted hall toward the pool area. Just beyond the pool area the hall dog legged to the right. Around the first corner out of sight from the bar Kat stopped and leaned against the wall. She slid one hand up under her top and was playing with her nipples. She leaned back and closed her eyes.
"Take the tank top off too." Tom told her. "It's clearly in your way."
"Here? We're in the middle of the hallway."
Tom popped his head back around the corner. He could see all the way across the lobby past the bar to some of the convention rooms on the other side. Not a soul in sight. "If you hurry you can make it work right now." It wasn't fair, but Tom wanted to see her tits. She has great tits. Tom loved that her nipples pointed up the way they did. Little pink circles of bliss. Kat got a bit of a glassy eyed look and tried to pull her tank top out. She couldn't make it work the way the bra did. She had gotten the scoop neck and the tank top tangled together.
"You'll just have to take them both off to fix that issue." Tom told her.
"Fine." With that she swept her arms up over her head and was naked from the waist up right there in the middle of the corridor. She deftly pulled the two tops apart and Tom put his hands out .
"I have to have something!" She said.
"Well, you keep the scoop and I'll keep the tank top." Tom left his hand out. She dropped the tank top over his palm and pulled the scoop back over her head. It hung indecently low. If she moved enough to get any kind of sway out of her beautiful C cups they'd pop right out into view. They were almost in view without any help at all. Tom hadn't realized how far up under each arm the scoop top had been cut. It was a couple inches of fabric away from being an overblown scarf.