I'd been with Kim for two years. We got together when I moved to the city and the sparks flew right away. We had dated a while by now. Things had been getting too predictable and I knew if the sex was going to get interesting, I was the one that would have to make it happen. I decided to do just that.
This was a gradual process that had started in the winter of the year. I purchased a few hundred dollars' worth of outfits online for her to wear. The outfits were a mix of miniskirts / dresses and tops that were classy but provocative. Of course, hot lingerie was mandatory for any of the outfits, so I bought a lot of it.
That February, we went out to a romantic dinner and she wore a black mini-dress with heels. That was the first time she dressed in anything I'd picked out. She was drop dead hot, and everyone noticed. Kim is a blonde, and is strikingly good looking. She is 5 7, 125 pounds, and sports a 36d, 25, 36 figure. Heads turned everywhere we went. Once she realized the looks she was attracting, she enjoyed it thoroughly. She loved being the center of attention and it showed. That night, I pounded her hard.
Things continued to heat up into the spring. The more she would flirt and tease in public, the wilder we got in private. Each week was better than the last and I was walking around with a perpetual hard-on. In early May, she had to straighten out some legal paperwork at the county courthouse. I arranged to accompany her on the business so we could eat lunch at an upscale hotel after we completed the chores.
I showed up at her house to pick her up. I walked into the dressing room where she was getting ready. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was only noon but here she was dressed to kill. She'd put on an outfit I'd purchased for her but she'd never worn before. It was a pleated gray mini-skirt with a matching vest. She had a very tight, sheer, pull over black tee shirt under the vest. When the angle of the light hit it correctly her nipples were clearly visible. The vest covered them most of the time. The mini-skirt stopped above mid-thigh. Beneath that she wore sheer smoky-black pantyhose. There was a gold ankle bracelet on her right ankle which highlighted the entire outfit. To top it off, she was in 3-inch stiletto heels. It was all I could do not to jump her on the spot.
I moved to her and ran my hand over her skirted ass and said, "Let's forget business, we have something else to take care of."
I meant it. By this time, I had run my hand under the hem of the mini-skirt over her nylon covered ass. Surprised I asked, "No panties?"
Kim smiled broadly and pushed my hand away. "No silly, it would ruin the outfit. Now, let's go because I've got to get this notarized and filed today. Come on! And you owe me lunch, so don't think you're getting out of it."
I was rock hard but new it would be a losing battle. So, out to the car and off to the courthouse. The courthouse was in the municipal center adjacent to the county jail. I drove up and parked in the lot. From the time we left the car to the time we entered the courthouse, I could see every guy in the large plaza snap his head. None of them could take their eyes of this hottie prancing across the municipal center at noon on a Friday. Had I not been with her, there is no doubt she would have been hit on half a dozen times.
When we finally arrived at the records section, we filed some of the paperwork, but were told that we needed to pick up some forms from another office. The court secretary gave us directions. The offices in the building are all intermingled and a portion of our business required getting some old records from the county sheriff. As we followed the directions given to us by the clerk we made our way into the county sheriffs area. To my surprise, we were next to the in-processing area and there were a group of local prisoners standing on the other side of a large room being guarded by two sheriff deputies. After we had stood at the counter for a few minutes waiting for the next clerk to help us, I couldn't help but notice the commotion Kim and her outfit were creating in the room. She kept shifting her hips and legs, creating different angles of her hot bod under the tight outfit. I looked at the dozen or so inmates waiting to be processed into county and their eyes were bugged out of their heads. There was a lot of whispering and restless noise coming from them. They weren't alone. Both deputies had laser like stares fixed on Kim.
Finally, one of the inmates said to no one in particular, "I need me some of that...".
At that, a deputy turned towards the prisoners and barked sharply, "Everyone turn around and face the wall."
The line of men complied with the order. The deputy then took a few steps across the room and said to Kim, "Sorry for the disturbance, Miss."
She looked at him and said sweetly, "Thank you for being a gentleman."
At that, the records clerk came to help us out. We got the paperwork we needed and the prisoners were moved into the processing area of the jail as we exited the building. We walked back to the car and I smiled while saying, "I think you made a lot of those poor men suffer on their way to jail."
"Maybe I just gave them something to think about to brighten their dreams tonight." She giggled and we jumped in the car.
We arrived at the hotel and parked. I was hungry and horny, but I thought we would eat first. This hotel was four-star and exclusive. We walked into the lobby on our way to the dining room. All eyes fixed on us as we headed towards the outdoor patio area. We took an elevator up two floors to get where we needed to be. The glass elevator ascended, and five or six businessmen stared up at us. Kim was near the glass and they all had a great view at her tight ass. Without missing a beat, she pulled the vest from her shoulders and the sun hit the sheer black shirt. Her nipples were clearly visible through the shirt. The way the angle of the sun was hitting her, she might as well have been topless. The curves of her perky tits were clearly visible along with both her nipples. She smiled down at her admirers below. I could tell half of them were struggling with massive hard-ons. I reached over and slid the vest back onto the top of her shoulders, making sure to pull the front softly over her nipples so her audience could see me do it. I patted her vest down.
"Don't be cruel." I whispered in her ear.
The elevator opened to the pool level and we had to cross the area to get to the outdoor dining pavilion. It was Friday afternoon and the place was packed. Everyone noticed us slowly walking through the area to eat lunch. We arrived and were seated at our table overlooking the pool. I couldn't count the stares coming from all directions. All I can say is that our waiter spent a great deal of time catering to our every whim. I thought he would sit down and join as at one point. We got great service.
