We talked about Bake Night for several days afterwards. Danielle expressed how turned on she was, knowing that another man, in addition to me, was looking at her ass, wanting all of her. Her words didn't indicate if she wanted contact with another male or not but her tone and smile made me think she did. I tried beating around the bush and asking the question several different ways. Finally I came out and asked her if she wanted another man to touch her. She was unsure. She said that thought did excite her, she just didn't know if she could go through with it. She felt bad about the first Bake Night where she chickened out and didn't want that to happen again. We just left it at that.
That Friday morning I asked if she wanted to go that night. She was half naked and half asleep when I asked but she gave me a short "sure" and rolled over. Later in the day I called and suggested that we have some fun. She asked what I had in mind. I told her since she was unsure if she wanted another man, let along James, to touch her, we should find out. A long conversation ensued and I gave her some ideas on how we might accomplish such a thing. She said we could figure something out.
She was already getting ready when I got home from work. Danielle had a lot of sexy underwear and lingerie for the bedroom. She also had some sexy outfits but nothing that really said "Fuck me". She was wearing a cute skirt she had that usually went a few inches above the knees. I had to take a second look at it because it seems like it was going a few more inches above the knees. I mentioned it and she pulled up her silk blouse to show me she had pulled it up a little higher than normal. Ideas rushed into my perverted mind. I suggest pulling it up a little more. I suggested no panties. I suggested pulling it up a little more with no panties. She agreed to pull it up a little more but insisted on wearing panties, for now. The conversation about how many buttons should be left undone was short. I recommended only the one at the bottom of the blouse and she got what she wanted which was the button just below where her bra clasped in the front.
We agreed to go to a bar that we had never been to. Danielle said that if she was going to delve further into the kink we were learning to enjoy, she didn't want too many friends knowing or seeing her. The plan that we had agreed upon was me going into the bar a few minutes before her and then she would go in and set alone at the bar, order a drink, and then we would see what happened.
The bar was poorly lit which would make things interesting. I walked around and found a seat at a small table that would provide a good view of the bar no matter where she sat. Five minutes later she walked in and took a quick look around. She made a beeline towards the restrooms and I worried that something was wrong. Did she change her mind? Had I pushed too far? Was she scared? Did she just have to pee? As she was walking towards the powder room she dropped something on the floor that I was probably the only one who could see. I couldn't be sure but it looked like it was the panties she was wearing. I wanted to go look but she came walking out of the ladies room towards the bar. My curiosity would have to wait.
She took a seat at the bar and order what looked to be a rum and coke. She spun around on the seat sipping her drink. She spread her legs just a little so that I could see up her skirt. It was her panties that she had dropped on the floor so I would know she didn't have them on. I started to get hard.
It didn't take long before somebody approached her. This guy looked like he had spent too man years working behind a desk in a dark cave. He had a bulging mid-section and was quite pale. They chatted for a bit and then he ordered a couple of drinks. Danielle hadn't even finished half her first drink and this guy already had another one lined up for her. As she sipped and laughed all I could think about was "this guy?" I thought she would have held out for a hunk but maybe this felt safe.
