"Last call! Everybody pay your tabs and get out!" the bartender yells good-naturedly. The waiter comes over and drops the check and I hurriedly hand him my credit card. He thanks me and takes it, but not before taking one final look at your body. Not that I blame him. You're wearing that outfit I love: a white blouse that shows off your tight body and a short black skirt. Maybe a bit too short to be appropriate, but you know I like it when you show off a bit. You're a fairly conservative dresser most of the time, proper even. Tonight, however, seems to be my lucky night. You've decided to show off that fantastic body of yours. By the time I'm done enjoying your body with my eyes, the waiter is back with my card.
"Sir, Madam, enjoy your night" he says, mostly to you. I think I catch him give you a wink. He walks away in a way that only a cocky 23-year old who doesn't know anything can.
"I think someone has an admirer" I grin at you.
"What are you talking about?" you say coyly back to me.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about" as I lead you to the door with my hand on the small of your back. "I'm surprised Mr. Waiter could even see the table with the way his eyes were glued to your body."
"Well isn't that what you wanted? You're always pushing me to dress a little sexier. And now you can't handle it" you tease as you give me a little shake.
I laugh and we head towards the door. I hold it open from you and the bouncer makes no effort to hide his checking out your ass. I just turn around and smile at him, give your ass a little squeeze. We get in the car and start the drive home.
"I've got to say, sweetheart, I love the way all those guys were checking you out."
"I know you do, you dirty old man."
"Dirty, yes! Old? I'm still in my prime!"
"Oh is that so? Still young enough to know what do with this?" Your challenge is amplified by your hands, which have found their way to your perfect thighs. You look me right the in eyes as you run your hands up and down your thighs. I need to concentrate on the road.
I reach over and start to massage your smooth thighs as we drive. You've been teasing me all night with them. I slowly work my way up and I feel you spread them. We both know you're going to give in, but you like to keep up appearances. You close your eyes slowly and moan, enjoying the little massage you're getting. When you open your eyes again, it's clear that I'm getting just as turned on as you. Just then, you reach over and unzip my pants and take my cock. I'm absolutely rock hard and it's time for me to get some attention too. You take my cock into your and start to stroke me slowly, all the way up and down, squeezing the head as you do. I slip my hand up your thigh, you're already wet.