As she pulled the black, lacy panties up her tanned legs, she could not help but smile. He purchased them, brought them home wrapped in a royal blue foiled box tied with a gold ribbon. He did not have to say a word to her as to why. She knew why. She turned to the full length mirror, admiring her simple black dress, slowly smoothing out the clingy fabric over her thighs. " It's all in the packaging," she thought to herself as she slipped on her 3 inch black heels. She loved the way her calves took on a different contour when she wore high heels.
As she slipped on her bracelets she glanced at the clock. She was to meet her lover at the Dinner Club around eight-ish, it was time to leave. She put just a touch of "Jasmine" oil on her wrist and behind her right ear, then headed out the door.
"Hey neighbor!'" was the first thing that caught her as she stepped to her car in the driveway. It was Frank, the sweet neighbor that always seem to be watching when she was feeling naughty.
"Hello Frank!" she replied while unlocking the car door. She seen that his eyes were on her short dress. It hiked up a little as she leaned to use the key.
"Going out I see," he acknowledged as he spryly walked to where he could get a good view when she started to sit in her sports car with that short dress on. It was almost dark so he needed to get closer.
With a quick wink she replied, "Yes Sir! and I am going to be late. Have a nice evening!" With that she gave the old fart his thrill and purposely left her legs spread long enough for him to get his eyes focused on her new panties.
They were regulars at "Cedar Isle" and the parking attendant knew to park her Mustang next to his car.
"Someone's waiting on you inside pretty Lady," Ron, the attendant, whispered to her as he opened her car door. He too knew just where to stand for his quick shot of her sweetness. He knew her ability to exit her bucket seat very well. This was one customer he always got a "tip" from but the not the kind he could spend. He and the other attendants would joke about "refusing gratuities from that couple," agreeing that the visual was priceless.
As she approached the usual booth, he stood and marveled at her. Always so much a lady. He knew heads were turning, they always did.
Her lover placed their order for their meal and drinks. Then, they talked about their day. He was not at all bothered when he noticed her sexy glances at a man at the bar. She began to look away from the stranger slowly when he would return her glances. That was part of her tease. Her lover knew that when she excused herself to the ladies room, it was her way of throwing out a line. He smiled as she whispered, " Going trolling," as she left the table. He watched as the majority of the room watched her. He could see eyes shooting towards the doorway to the ladies room waiting for her to come back in the room.
As she walked back to the table, he caught her brief eye contact with the same man sitting at the bar. He was a middle aged man. Nice muscular build. Moustache. The stranger gave her a slight nod confirming his attention.
Fresh drinks were at the table when she returned. The two of them began to tease and pass whispers. He kept whispering in her ear about how wet he wanted those new panties. The two of them knew just what to say to get her juices flowing. While he was getting her to squirm, she was watching the stranger at the bar. He was watching her as well.
The stranger watched as she made facial expressions that were so sexy his cock was throbbing with excitement. He felt his on wetness inside his briefs. When he would try to look away, he kept going right back to her. As she sat with her legs crossed, she was swinging her leg a little. Her short dress had rode up her thigh just enough to make his mouth water. The stranger wanted to see more.
Noticing that he was watching her legs, she uncrossed them, lifting her leg slowly allowing him to see her.
The strangers body had a jolt of pure lust that very moment that almost became audible to the room. Quickly, he looked away and thought about leaving. He needed to get rid of the hard cock he had. When he glanced back at them, her lovers hand was under her dress. He had pulled her panties to the side and it was obvious that he was fingering her. Her eyes were a give away. She locked her eyes on the guy at the bar as her lovers finger was going like a piston in and out of her. He could tell she was enjoying it, her face was flushed and her full rounded breast seem to want to come out of her dress. She was being pleasured by both of them. Her lover by his touches, and by the stranger. Just knowing he was watching was turning her on more.
He knew he had to get himself in check and quick. He stood and made his way to the men's rooms and stayed until his cock was semi hard.