Elle couldn't even feel the cold. She was standing on the street waiting for a taxi, and the barman she had just met not fifteen minutes earlier was standing right behind her.
He pressed against her, his hands on either side of her hips, gently pulling her towards him. She writhed, rolling her round asscheeks over his hard cock, teasing him.
There were a few people in front of them in the queue at the taxi stand, and lots behind them, but because everyone was facing forwards no one noticed it.
Thomas leaned in as he pressed her ass against him more firmly and whispered, "So did you enjoy watching that woman get her pussy rubbed in front of everyone?"
Elle's clit burned in her panties, already soaking wet. Inside the club, Thomas had caught her watching a couple on the corner of the dancefloor. Thomas couldn't stop thinking about the effect it had on her pussy - he knew it would be soaking wet already and his cock ached with his need to feel the slippery soft skin against his shaft.
"I enjoyed you watching me watch them" she whispered back with a giggle, sliding his hands up onto her full breasts as the queue shuffled forward. They were next now, and Elle made eye contact with the taxi driver as he pulled up, who quickly dropped his eyes to Thomas pinching Elle's nipples through her tiny black tube dress.
Thomas let Elle get in first, and held the door as she climbed in. He ran a hand over her ass as she did, brushing his fingertips over her pussy. Elle's skin tingled, her panties so slick now he would barely need to pull them aside.