Plans for the Weekend
Joy and Austin sat very closely together at the restaurant bar. They were turned toward one another on their stools in the manner they always sat together. Austin's legs framed Joy's. His right hand rested just below her very short, black dress on her stocking-clad left thigh.
The dress was one of his favorites. He called it her "grenade" dress because it featured a large keyhole that flattered Joy's breasts and was zipped together below the keyhole. A large ring zipper pull at the top of that zipper reminded Austin of the ring on a grenade pin. Anyone's eyes, drawn to the curve of her breasts, would linger on that ring as it dangled too invitingly right there, just waiting to be pulled. If pulled, the zipper fully opened the dress except for a small rope that formed the collar of the dress and closed the top of the keyhole at Joy's neck.
The dress fit Joy like it was painted on, conforming to her breasts and the sexy muscles of her toned abs and hips. The snug fit showed quite clearly that she wore no form of underwear beneath the dress, except the garters holding up her alarmingly sexy, black stockings. Every time he looked at her in that dress, the temptation for Austin to pull that pin and let Joy's divine nakedness burst out verged on undeniable.
This time was no exception. In a dress that short, for propriety's sake, Joy's legs should have been pointed toward the bar, but they weren't. Her perfect legs pointed toward Austin and only her muscular legs pressed tightly together kept her pussy from being visible. Of course, the smooth, bare skin immediately above her pussy was easily visible to Austin and anyone behind him. In the crowded bar area, that meant several people had quite a naughty view. Joy made that view even naughtier by occasionally opening her legs slightly. Austin didn't know if she was doing that intentionally when she could tell no one was looking or if she was doing it when she knew someone was looking. Or, maybe she was counting on that ring to distract them.
Joy leaned forward and ran her hand up Austin's leg and then over his hard cock, stroking up and down his considerable bulge under his tight jeans. That move was a secret code between the two of them when they were in public. Stroking his cock signaled her desire for a kiss. Austin leaned forward and gave Joy a long, provocative kiss.
"You are fucking amazing," Austin whispered to her as they broke the kiss. "I'm about to pull that ring."
Joy smiled her naughty smile, reached up, and tugged the ring playfully. The zipper released suddenly and too rapidly sprang open several inches. Joy's breasts nearly burst out before she could yank it back closed again.
"Shit!" She exclaimed. "I didn't mean to do that!" Joy covered her mouth and laughed hard. Austin laughed with her. "I just about flashed my breasts right here in front of a hundred strangers!" Joy explained unnecessarily.
"Well, no reason why your pussy should get to have all of the fun," Austin answered.
Joy looked down at the hem of her skirt just a couple of inches below the bend of her legs. She looked back up at Austin with a devilish grin.
"Yeah, I've been a very bad girl tonight - showing off to the man behind you." Joy leaned forward and whispered into Austin's ear. "But I have plausible deniability with that. You know, it's all innocent absentmindedness with my scanty attire, but intentionally undressing in public is another thing all together."
"Well, you have pretty much done just that in the recent past." Austin paused while a loving smile betrayed the fact that he was remembering the crazy night in the hotel courtyard with Devin and David.
"Has he noticed your naughty behavior?" Austin asked quietly.
"Oh, yes. He's trying very hard not to get caught, but, yes, he's not likely to surrender his spot at the bar while I'm here."
"Baby, I love your spirit," Austin said with genuine affection.
Austin leaned back from their whispering position. "While you're torturing innocent men, tell me what you're looking forward to for our long weekend."
"Oh my god, baby! I'm so excited! I can't wait to get back to our cabin! The hot tub! Being naked in the woods! And lots of fucking!" Joy's animated excitement exploded out of her. Austin saw the couple behind Joy look at each other and crack up at overhearing her.
"And, how naughty is it that Charli will join us on Friday night?!" Joy leaned forward, nearly squealing her question and ended with her mouth open in amazement and her eyes shining brightly with that 'you know it's fucking awesome' look.
"Very naughty, my love. I'm so glad that things have gone well between you two."
Austin watched as Joy's legs opened and her pussy blinked briefly into view. He could swear that her pussy shone with wetness, but her legs closed again before he could be certain.
"I'm looking forward to two beautiful women enjoying the hot tub with me," Austin continued. "I guess that means I should bring my swim trunks and not assume we'll be naked."
"Fuck that!" Joy exclaimed. "I'm taking my bikini for when we go hiking, but I'm not wearing a damn thing in the hot tub and neither are you." Joy paused, "Why on Earth would you think Charli would expect us to wear clothes in the hot tub? You've fucked her! So have I, many times!" Joy shook her head. "Men are silly."
Austin laughed at Joy's reaction. "Ok, baby. I was just trying to be considerate."
"Considerate? You should consider that Charli probably intends to enjoy more of your big cock. I don't think she's going to have a problem with seeing you naked."
"Ha! That's good to know. Do you intend to allow her to fulfill herself?"
"No, I intend for you to fulfill her! In every way she wants! And I'm going to help! I know every sexy inch of that little girl. I know what makes her crazy. I know what makes her pussy gush. That girl is my little slut. I adore her and she is primed for more. I promise you that!"
"You've been spending some quality time with her lately." Austin grinned at Joy.
"Mmm. Lovely time. I am so happy to finally have a sexy, bisexual woman friend with benefits! Getting some hot girl-on-girl action has me so damn horny all the time! And she's a sweetheart. She's so eager to learn and so enthusiastic."
Joy leaned forward and stroked Austin's cock again. Austin leaned forward and kissed her.
"I want to try licking her pussy while you fuck her," Joy whispered to Austin. "Oh, and you know that strap-on I bought a while back? I'm taking that too. She loves it."
"That should be fun to watch." Austin grinned at Joy.
"Yes. That too." Joy grinned mischievously.
She pushed on Austin's knees. "I need to use the ladies' room."
A New Friend
Austin scooted his stool aside to allow Joy out of their lover's huddle. Joy stood and checked her stockings while Austin's hands glided across her ass. He felt the garter straps framing her tight ass cheeks. With a quick kiss, Joy slid out from between the stools and began strutting between the tables toward the restroom.
Austin's lust-filled eyes watched her sultry progress through the tables. At first, he thought, 'she's in rare form tonight', but then he reconsidered. This wasn't so rare for her anymore. She was living out her rebellious sexiness as a rule now, rather than the exception.
The night that she wore the sheer dress and red undergarments, the night that led to the impromptu orgy, had marked a new chapter for her public boldness. Now she dressed to arouse - Austin and others - and, from that impact, she enjoyed her own arousal. Joy was most excited about the attention of interested men and women, but to be truthful, she also enjoyed shocking the sexually repressed snoots at the upscale bar.
Tonight, she obviously intended to gather attention. When she wanted to be very naughty, she made sure the tops of her stockings were exposed below the hem of her dress, as she had done now. The effect of the intricate pattern of the black stockings, the top of the stockings and garter straps exposed, took her attire from R-rated to NC-17.
However, the way she was walking took her all the way to X-rated. When she got publicly horny and wanted to tease others, she naturally fell into a very liquid strut. As she took a step, her leading foot seemed to be pulled across in front of her planted foot in a way that exaggerated the snap in her hips. Her pace slowed, as if she knew she was putting on a show and wanted it to last. Every man who watched her walk hoped the show would last all night.
Some of their wives and girlfriends did not share that hope, based on their dirty looks.
The show did not last for as long as Austin had hoped and he turned toward the bar, checking the mirror behind the bar to assure himself that he would be able to spot her returning and be able to turn back to admire her. He smiled to himself and shook his head slightly back and forth.
"You're a very lucky man," the man beside Austin voiced Austin's very thought at the time.
Austin turned and finally got a good look at the man to whom Joy had probably been flashing her smooth little pussy all night. He was nearly as tall as Austin, a little heavier, a lot more tan, and dressed in an obviously expensive, dark blue suit.
"Yes . . . Yes, I am," Austin agreed. "She is beyond belief."
"I'm Mike. I hope ya don't mind me admitting that I've been admiring your wife since ya'll sat down." Mike's accent suggested Texas or thereabouts.
"I'm Austin. And no, I don't mind at all. She loves the attention." He offered his hand to Mike, who shook it vigorously. "We're not married. She's Joy, my girlfriend," Austin added. "Where are you from?"
"Corpus Christi," Mike smiled, "That's in Texas."
Austin laughed, "Yes, I know. I've been there. What brings you to town?"
"Sorry, didn't mean to insult ya. That bartender asked me if it was in Florida." Mike laughed and pointed at a young man behind the bar.
"Gotcha. No offense taken."
