This little story was published first on EP and after the positive replies, decided to place it here as well. The story is rather tame, compared to others and I am still learning, so be nice
Votes and comments appreciated
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Some time ago, It was my turn to visit my fiancΓ© in London. As we wanted to have some fun and she lives with her sister and her two daughters, we took a hotel room in Paddington. I had arranged a meeting with a guy for the evening and we met the man in the bar of our hotel, to get to know him. He was a tall, soft spoken guy, very slim and fit.
My fiancΓ© wore a skirt that came down to mid thigh when standing, a sheer top and a lace bra underneath. You could clearly see her areola and nipple through the attire. Under the skirt were only hold up black stockings, very sheer and shiny.
As we were sitting in a small alcove in lush easy chairs around a low coffee, screened form possible patrons in the bar(which was empty except for the bartender/waitress), I started playing with A., since we had decided to have a good screw with our visitor. I hiked up her skirt, until with small effort one could see her clean shaved pubes, her stocking tops in full view. A's legs went a bit wider and she leaned back enjoying my caressing of her legs and around her mound. His eyes were glued to this sight and I could see a growing interest in is nether regions.
It wasn't long and A's legs were splayed wide and her petals started to open with a moist sheen greeting us. Her Head was laid back and it was obvious for any observer, she was enjoying some attention. The bartender/waitress came to our area, so I pulled down the skirt a little bit, to cover the pussy lips, but left the stocking tops in view, while continuing to caress the thighs. She had a look and then maneuvered into a position, where she was able to look straight between the legs. Due to the lighting and the so caused shadows she only could have got a hint of what was there, but the whole time she was taking our orders, her eyes were fixed on what might be to see. I couldn't refrain myself to ask, if she liked what she saw. She blushed crimson and in a soft voice just said yes and left in a hurry. Our guest gave me curious look and I told him to wait and see.
The waitress came back with the drinks for A and k, our guest, and set them down, her eyes again glued to the sight.
"You wanna see more?"