I've been texting, and even sexting, this girl Sue I matched with on Tinder. We've shared a couple of pictures and she's a pretty sexy redhead. While I'm single, she's married but she claims it's open. Whatever. She's reminisced about her sex life pre-marriage and it sounds like she was pretty wild before.
She's previously told me where she works and I ended up near her building approaching lunch time. We've never actually spoken on the phone as it's usually the evening when we chat and I guess she's at home.
I called her to invite her to lunch.
"What are you doing for lunch?" I asked her.
"I guess I'll get a sandwich or something?"
"I'm working nearby," I said, "want to meet up?"
"In that case," she said, "I guess I'm doing you!"
"I'll pick you up outside at twelve?"
"Uh, sure."
At the appointed time, I was standing outside waiting. I saw her come out. She was, for some reason, shorter than I'd expected but that could just be her shoes. She was wearing an office suit but from where I was standing and the way her tits were moving, I didn't think she was wearing a bra. The skirt looked pretty short and pretty tight.
As she got closer I realized that I couldn't see a blouse under her jacket. I remembered some of her stories and started to think that maybe she didn't have anything on under her jacket.
When she got to me, she gave me a hug and kissed me on the cheek.
"Let's go," she said, taking my arm.
She led us to a little restaurant where we had no trouble getting a quiet table. It was a booth and rather than sit opposite, I slid around to be next to her. While pretending to read the menu, I slid my hand under her jacket and felt bare skin.
"Ha!" I exclaimed, "I knew you weren't wearing anything under the jacket."
She smiled at me and carried on looking at her menu.
I reached around and undid the bottom button on her jacket, meaning I could stroke the bottom of her tits.
I stopped when the waiter came and took our drinks order. I was fine with water and she ordered a wine.
I leaned in and asked her "Are you wearing anything under the skirt?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" she said, teasing.
"That's why I'm asking," I said, grinning.
I had a distinct feeling that she didn't have panties on. She let me put my hand on the bare part of her leg and I slid it up her skirt as far as I could. Her tight skirt stopped me.
I was giving up on checking to see if she was wearing underwear at all, but she shuffled around to pull her skirt up a little. I helped, meaning she ended up with her skirt up by her hips. She gasped as she settled back down... I'm guessing the vinyl cover was cold against bare skin.
She wasn't wearing panties and I took the opportunity to put my hand in her lap, stroking my finger down to her pussy.
The waiter came back and dropped off bread, my water and her wine. She ordered a BLT and I said I'd take the same, all with my hand on her bare skin.
As he left, I undid the top button on her jacket. I couldn't see that much more, so I undid another and could see between her tits now, and the crease underneath them. I went to undo another button so I could see her nipples, but she wouldn't let me. Still, it was obvious she wasn't wearing anything under the jacket.
We chatted about things, I was interested in her marriage and the open arrangement. It was fairly new, and I couldn't imagine any husband letting her fuck other guys, so I figured this wouldn't last very long.
We stopped talking when our sandwiches arrived.
The waiter came over pretty promptly when we were both finished, and asked if she wanted more wine. She declined and said we were done, so he left the bill.
"I don't have awfully long," she said, "so you get this," pointing at the bill, "and I'll be waiting for you in the men's room."
She grabbed her purse, straightened her skirt and headed off.
I grabbed the bill and went to the waiter's station and paid. I was watching the bathrooms and saw a guy go in there. I was a little impatient waiting for my credit card back.
I hadn't seen him come out yet, but I went in to see what was going on.
Sue was sitting in one of the stalls, naked and trying to cover herself up with her hands, with the guy staring at her.
"Hello there," I said to the guy.
"Oh thank god you're here," she said, "I thought I was going to have to blow this guy instead."
