I can remember it like was yesterday: Lorie and I strolled nonchalantly through the hotel lobby enjoying the attention we got in our formal wear. We passed the piano bar arm-in-arm, her hip brushing against mine with every step. I caught a glimpse of our reflection in the mirror over the bar. She was still flushed from her fast orgasm upstairs, but it was clear she was hungry for more. I had on a slightly lopsided Cheshire Cat grin. The gawking tourists had no idea her lacey red thong was in my jacket pocket, but we knew.
We stopped in front of the elevator down to the parking lot. We stepped to the side to let two businessmen out. They ogled Lorie as discreetly as they could. From her green eyes and inviting lips down to her black heels and across all the luscious curves hinted at beneath her short, black, sequined dress, they took it all it in. I made sure they saw my hand on her ass as we stepped inside and turned to the front. "Going down?" I asked her with a cocked eyebrow. "Of course," she replied sweetly as the elevator doors closed on their gaping faces. I pulled her up against me for a hard, fast kiss. She barely had time to get a breath before I was probing her mouth to feel her delicate tongue. She ground her mons into my thigh as I held her waist. My silk boxers were clinging to me from the precum oozing from my shaft.
We were both breathing hard by the time we got to our level of the garage. I noticed the white security camera at the top of our parking level, right above the door to the stairs. My cobalt blue BMW convertible was in one of the recessed spaces on the back wall next to the stairway. I paused for a step to fish the keys out of my tented trousers. It was nearly midnight and our dress shoes echoed through the empty structure. Her dimpled back and swaying hips drew me quickly to her side. I switched my keys to my left hand so I could put my right hand on her ass.
Lorie slowed down and wiggled her butt provocatively. I slid my hand between her legs from behind. Her thighs were slippery from her juice. I nodded toward the security camera up ahead. "Keep walking. Act natural." I slid my hand up to her pussy as she walked. My forefinger was nestled between her swollen cunt lips and they slid back and forth with each step she took. I lifted up hard enough so she would have been on tiptoe if she weren't already in heels. "They're going to think you're in terrible shape, breathing that hard walking up a little ramp like this." "Oh God, you've got to stop teasing me," she moaned. "Teasing you? I'm the one who's had aching balls since your little rope dance up in the ballroom. Just a few more steps and we'll be at the car."
As we got closer I realized that my parking space was out of view of the camera. I casually looked back as best I could. No camera that way. Perfect. I thumbed the alarm on my key fob, then the button to drop the top. It did its little mechanical minuet. Lorie always said the hum reminded her of her favorite vibrator so I wiggled my hand to accompany the sound. When it finished I slid my hand out from between her legs. She gasped slightly as the cool air caressed her wet, swollen pussy. I couldn't resist bringing my hand up to my face to smell her warm womanly scent. I ran my tongue discreetly along my forefinger. God, she tasted so good.
As we got to the car, I steered her over to driver's side. I slid off my jacket and pried her purse free from her grasp with a steady tug. She gave me her "I know you're up to something" look as I tossed them on the back seat.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Giving you what we both need," I replied.
She raised an eyebrow. "And how do you intend to do that?" She asked saucily. She was a bit of an exhibitionist, but we had never done anything in public. Seeing the effect she had on all the men at the party had turned us both on, but I hadn't realized just how excited she had gotten.
"Like this." I guided her around like we were still on the dance floor until she faced the car.
With one hand on her hip, I pressed against her back with the other until she was bent over the door, her head nearly resting on the black leather headrest. I flipped her dress up to expose her luscious round ass cheeks. From her black high heels up past her nice strong calves and creamy thighs everything came together at the gentle curve of her butt. Her tan lines drew my eye straight to the alluring shadows of her cleft.
