She was frustrated with her husband. She wanted to do more than just missionary but he refused. He was the 'man' so what he said was law. He was never like this before we got married. All of a sudden she had been subjected to this alpha male bullshit out of nowhere. Now She understood why they moved across the country. Just so She'd have nowhere to go or no one to lean on besides him. Well that wasn't going to stop her from leaving anyhow if he doesn't quit it..
Sitting in the coffee shop on a tall stool at the window facing the patio, she was aware of the guys at the table outside that was in front of her. Two were facing her way and a third had just left.
As they chatted she thought to herself how attractive they were. She wondered how it would be to have them take her and just use her as their fuck toy...
She also thought about how she wasn't wearing underwear under her sundress. How surprised they'd be if she just opened her legs.
Her thoughts were getting her moist between her thighs. God! It'd be so hot to do something like that!
"I can tell what you're thinking." His whiskey voice said quietly into her ear. He was close enough that his breath tickled her neck, causing her to gasp. Goosebumps sprang up all over. The apex of her thighs was suddenly so much more sensitive.. And more moist.
She turned around and looked up.
He was a total stranger!
Deep green eyes knowingly gazed into hers from the masculine face of a man in a well fitting business suit. He was older than she was and exuded a physical sexuality that was impossible not to notice.
"Excuse me...?"
"You're thighs were rubbing together, even now. You were biting your lower lip as you were watching those two gentlemen out there. Your hand was caressing your exposed neck. " He had a hand on the back of her chair and another on the counter in front her. He was so close to her and somehow all she felt was excited. No fear, no alarm of this total ( -ly hot) stranger who was in her personal space...
"You were thinking of sex with either one, or both of them.."
All she could do was stare up at him. He moved in a little closer and his hand moved from the counter to her knee. (!!) " Am I correct?"
Nodding was her only option since her voice failed her.
He added a bit of pressure to the inside of her knee, coaxing her to uncross her legs. They obeyed his command. She was vaguely aware of the guys at their table noticing the movement... Her eyes never leaving his.
"I can't arrange that for you but i can help relieve some of your frustration." His hand was sliding up under the skirt of her dress and up along the inside of her thigh. He had positioned himself to effectively shield his actions with this sweet sexy lady from the rest of the cafe inside but not so the boys outside could miss anything. They were glancing more and more often at what was going on.
It was like he owned her. She just let it happen. The higher he caressed, the more she opened her legs to allow him to go further. Her senses in overdrive, all too aware if what was happening and aware of the men outside now openly watching.
Kim thought she should be feeling violated, but she wanted this. It was entirely exciting and she was still thinking of being called 'frigid' so it was even more than just hot! It was revenge! Her pussy was starting to ooze juices down onto her skirt. His hand inexorably sliding higher up her thigh..
The gentlemen outside sat amazed at what was happening inside. Their conversation forgotten as more and more of her inner thighs were exposed to them. Rolex guy's hand disappearing higher under the chick's dress.