*BEEP*
Stella blindly reached into her bag and pulled out her phone to check the message, her heart beating a little harder when she saw her lover's name on the screen. She flushed with excitement when she read his text.
"We're going out tonight. Wear something sexy."
She could hardly wait, knowing Kurt would only be so blunt and mysterious if he had something tremendous planned. Stella daydreamed about what he might have in store on the bus on the way home, and her pussy ached, begging to be touched.
As soon as Stella got home, she jumped in the shower. She took her time shaving her pussy; making sure every last inch was hairless and smooth for Kurt. She grabbed the handheld showerhead and brought it to her pussy to rinse the soap away. When the water hit her pussy lips, it made her gasp.
There wasn't too much time, but Stella couldn't help herself. She let her free hand fall to her waist, slid her fingers toward her cunt and rubbed it softly. The combination of her fingers and the warm water got her so turned on she needed to finish. One finger slipped inside her hot wet pussy as she pressed the showerhead against her clit. She came fast and hard from the sensation and the lingering memory of her bus ride-fantasies in her mind. Stella took a few deep breaths and stood under the hot water until her legs stopped shaking.
She stepped out of the shower and began drying off when the doorbell rang.
"Fuck!" Stella threw on her bathrobe and ran to the door to let Kurt inside. When she opened the door, he glanced down and smiled devilishly. When she looked down, she saw why. Her robe was wide open, exposing her naked body to him.
"Sorry I'm not even close to rea-"
Kurt shut her up by placing his hand over her mouth. His other hand reached inside her robe and snaked around her waist. Kurt pulled her close, kissing her, and let his hands wander down to her bare pussy. They easily found her clit and gently rubbed it just like she loved.
"Oh fuck, baby. That feels so fucking good," Stella moaned in Kurt's ear. He put more pressure on her clit and massaged her G-spot. Her hand reached for his belt, but just as she was about to undo it, he took his hands away from her and told her to finish getting dressed.
When they finally left the house, Stella's pussy was drenched. Maybe because Kurt kept teasing her pussy whenever she got too close. She made sure to wear the perfect outfit to give Kurt access to her pussy all night. The skirt was long enough to keep her covered, but short enough that when she sat down, her stockings and garter would be visible to anyone sitting nearby.
They got to the bar, one Stella had never been to before, and found seats at the bar. It wasn't too crowded since it was still pretty early, but there was a handful of people sitting at tables and playing darts. Only one other guy was sitting at the bar with his hand around a bottle of Budweiser and a shot of whiskey next to him.
He turned and caught Stella's eye as Kurt helped her take her coat off. He smiled and nodded before turning back to his beer. She thought nothing of it, but was sure to get onto her stool facing him, so he got a great shot of her garters as she positioned herself on the seat. She didn't look at him as she did this, but she could feel his gaze on her. She turned to tell Kurt and the smile on her face told her he knew what had just happened.
Kurt ordered a beer for himself, a whiskey ginger for Stella and two shots of tequila. They chatted for a while, and then he placed his hand on her thigh just below the hem of her skirt. She spread her legs a bit to let him tease her, knowing he'd never take it too far right there in the bar. After teasing her for a bit, Kurt asked for her purse. She handed it to him, confused, and watched as he placed a small black shopping bag inside.
"Go to the ladies room and put this on," he instructed.
