We were out on a night out with a group of friends where we all got together and went out for a meal. It was really nice to catch up with the group as several of them we had not seen for a long time. It was a fairly decent restaurant filled with fairly decent people and we all dressed, fairly decent. Karen had on a long flowing summer dress and a small wraparound cardigan-type top that only covered her breasts and seemed to accent the shape and curve of them and basically highlight them from the dress but completely unrevealing. I had on a pair of dark trousers and a shirt at this time. So basically we were both dressed in typical clothing nothing extra-ordinary and certainly nothing for flaunting.
As the night went on we moved onto a club for some more drinks and just to keep the evening alive. After a few more drinks the group started to thin out with people going home or the single ones going on the prowl and so it was left to us to drink and dance. As time and drinks passed in the club we moved our bodies closer an closer. On the dance floor we basically just ground against one another and moved our hands freely over each other. Neither one of us was dressed in what would allow any great access for each other but we still took the opportunity to stroke and caress as much as possible.
After one song we decided to go see who was still around from our group so we went a walk in the club. As we moved from room to room we found ourselves in an upstairs bar area that had only a few people in it and they were mostly hanging over a balcony looking at the dance floor below. We took the opportunity to grab a drink and move to a ledge next to the bar but on the opposite side of the room from the balcony. We tried to talk about whether it was worth staying or going but the music was so loud you really had to shout to be heard. In doing so we would lean in to the other and try to speak directly into the ear. On one such occasion I leant in and tried to hold Karen's arm as I spoke to her but accidentally found myself with my hand resting on her breast. Rather than move it I decided not to speak but to gently nibble her ear as I moved my palm more firmly around her breast and felt her nipple start to tighten and grow under the fabric. Karen turned to say something but I used the opportunity to kiss her and pushed my mouth onto hers and explored with my tongue. She responded into me so moved my hand to her dress and undid a button to allow my hand to slide inside her dress and to grasp her opposite breast in my hand through her bra. This caused her to gasp into my mouth as I firmly pressed her breast upwards and forced her bra down so as to free her on one side so that I could tease and touch her nipple which was now solid. No-one could actually have seen her unless they were stood right at the side of us and looking right into the gap of her dress but it was pretty obvious what was going on to anyone.
After a really enjoyable minute of this though Karen broke away and took my hand and led us downstairs not stopping to look at anyone who was on the balcony. We went straight to the cloakroom and collected our jackets before spilling out into the night.
