"I've known you forever. I wanted you the first time I saw you."
This was not what I was expecting when I arranged to meet her at the bar. I hardly recognized her. She was wearing a denim mini skirt that barely covered her ass and a white shirt that only had enough buttons to keep her boobs from falling out. She looked great.
Every guy in the place was watching when she jumped up to hug me as soon as she saw me. As I wrapped my arms around her, I figured out why.
Near as I could tell, she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt and only a tiny, see through bra under her straining to the limit shirt. As she slid down me after her hug, my hands brushed against her bare ass. I know she could feel my raging hard on against her stomach. She slid her arms around my waist and brushed against me. If she didn't care that a room full of horny guys saw her cute butt, I didn't either. I cupped her with my hand and she laughed as her skirt slid up a bit. She turned and grabbed me by the belt, saying,
"I got a table for us."
I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but I was on board for whatever it was. She led me to a table that was in full view of the bar.
I pulled out her chair and she slipped into the chair giving me and at least five guys a brief view of her crotch.
As I sat down I said , "You have a lot of balls coming here dressed like that. She leaned forward to me as I was sitting and pulled something out her pocket.
She leaned back and said, "I kept this on till I saw you come in". She dropped a hot pink g-string on the table.
At that moment the bartender appeared and smirked at me saying, "you guys need anything?" She ran her fingers up the front of her shirt, exposing a lot of cleavage and ordered us each a boiler maker. We got our drinks in record time.
I said, "That's amazing. I should bring a half-naked girl to the bar with me all the time."
"Oh, I'm not halfway there yet.", she said, "This should do it."
She reached into her shirt and unhooked her bra and pulled it out of the sleeve of her shirt. She placed this on the table on top of the g-string.
I don't think my eyes could've opened any wider. The guys across from us literally had their mouths hanging open. She picked up her glass and held it out to me, then dropped the shot glass into it and slammed the entire drink. A little dripped out of her mouth and she put the glass back on the table and wiped her mouth with her hands.
"Oops, they didn't give us any napkins"