Your man took you to a local bar to watch a game. As always, you went along, even though sports are not your thing. It is a quiet night at the bar.
You establish a table, and your man goes to the bar for drinks. He gets a beer and gets you a Merlot. When he returns, he starts watching the TV, and you both settle into your chairs. The bar is not busy, and you don't know anyone else there. You wear a summer dress as the weather has been so warm lately.
You are bored with the match, so you start looking around. You notice a cute guy at the bar. You give him the once-over as you gaze by and continue looking around.
You go back to your drink, sipping it slowly. Quickly, you are bored again and glance over at the bar again. This time, he is looking at you as you look at him. Your eyes meet, and he nods.. in your direction and smiles. You flush in the cheeks a bit by getting caught staring.
But you are bored, and what is wrong with some playful flirting? You smile, lower your eyes demurely, and play with your hair. You observe that he is watching every move you make. You take a deep breath, as he is cute with his curly hair and nice smile.
Your man empties his beer, and you sip down the last of your wine. You tell your man, "I will get refills." At the bar, you order the drinks and say hello to the man. "Hi, Quiet in here tonight." He smiles widely at you talking to him, and so cutely--he looks like he blushes--he says, "Hi. My name is Sandi. I am just passing through. Nice to meet you. I was adoring your beautifully flowered dress."
You smile as you see him look you over and how his eyes take in the deep cleavage you are showing in the summer dress. You hold out your hand, "Welcome to our cute town," you say in a friendly way.
The bartender brings the drinks, and you grab them and turn to return to your table. In your most flirty voice, you say, "I look forward to coming back for drinks," and you wink. Infidelity is one of your desires, and you wonder if this was an option with this cute guy passing through town.
You sip your drink at your table and notice your man is totally entranced with the match. You could be naked, and he would not even notice. But you are sure the guy at the bar would love to see you naked. You turn and smile at him.
He returns your smile, and you see him inhale deeply, and his chest inflates. You moan a bit.. thinking of raking your nails over that chest. You sip your drink, look at him.. and bite your lip. You let your finger follow the chain of your necklace. You know he is watching your finger intently as you move it down.
The chain follows your cleavage, and you want to tease this guy a bit. When you get to the bodice of your dress, you slide a finger between your breasts, and you breathe deeply as you want him to be thinking about raking his fingers over your chest.
You look at your man, and he doesn't care, and you slide your finger out of your top and follow the top of your summer dress that moves with your heaving chest. You look at him intently.. and half close your eyes. You want to make this guy enjoy the show. You smile when you see him having to adjust his pants. Yes, you are having the desired effect you wished.
When you reach the shoulder strap, you follow it up to your shoulder and bring a finger to your slightly open lips. You look around, and no one is watching.. BUT HIM.. so, you run your finger along your lips, stick your tongue out, and run it over two fingers. You lick the fingers and notice that he is now biting his lip. You draw the fingers to your mouth, and as he watches, you place the two fingers in your mouth and move them in and out suggestively. You see him adjust his pants, and you can see the outline of his cock in his pants, and you purr. You run the fingers in and out of your mouth. He looks around and then runs his hand over his length. You pull the fingers out of your mouth and swirl your tongue around them.
He looks at you and nods his head to the hallway. He gets up and walks to the hallway. You wait a bit and then tell your man, "I have to go to the washroom." He grunts and never looks your way. You get up and walk to the hallway. Your heart is racing, and you know you are blushing.
He is standing in the hallway. When you get to him, he grabs your hand and pulls you through the door into a stairwell. He whirls you around and pushes you against the wall. He kisses you hard, takes your hand, and pulls your arm above your head. He grabs the other hand, pulls it up above your head and holds both hands above your head with one hand.