After a long day at the 'ol grind, I decided to go home by way of the local bar. Although I don't normally cohort at bars (I drink rarely) something told me that this "visit" would be something wild.
It all started when I walked in the door and spied a gorgeous short haired brunette (sitting with her back to the door), she had on an overcoat which wasn't out-of-the-ordinary because it was snowing out. I decided to get bold and, shaking off the few flakes of snow, walked over to the empty seat next to her and sat down, quickly glancing at her face.
Absolutely gorgeous I thought as I said hi, with a positive nod. Still trying to get a good look as to what she was wearing....damn these low bar lights....I glanced down to the floor to see what she was wearing on her feet. All I could see was the outline of 3-4" heels and no skin, just smooth blackness. Hmm I thought my mind was starting to think of the silly stretch/chicken suits the women wear nowadays...boy would that be disappointing. I interested myself: "Hi, my name is John, yours?" she answered in almost a whisper; "Tina." And with that we started chatting about everything, from antelopes to zippers and still, I could not get a good look to see what she had on. Finally, as we were now sitting closer, and feeling both the effects of the alcohol and comfort in knowing each other better,
I came right out and asked her: "You must think me crazy, but I have been wondering what you have on underneath that coat ever since I came in tonight." I felt my face flush and pulse quicken as she responded with, "Well how bad do you want to know?"At first I didn't know quite what to say, then I blurbed; "Enough.." I guess that was the right answer, because before I could do anything, she reached for my hand and guided it inside her coat. I thought I was in heaven, because what I had thought was the silly, scratchy fabric of "stretchpants," was actually very cool, slippery, latex jeans. Her hand moved mine in a slow messaging type motion to her crotch. It was incredible, I could feel the heat of her sopping pussy through the latex. Tina remarked, "You should feel how they make me feel!, oh so sexy, everytime my legs come together, the feeling is incredible!" I couldn't help myself, my cock was so hard, I thought for sure someone would notice.
We decided that enough was enough, and silently she led me to an even dimmer section of the club where we could sit on a couch at a table. As we were sitting down, she took off her jacket. All the guys went bananas looking at her, and she enjoyed giving the show -bending over, stretching her latex covered ass. She sat down, we talked some more, then ordered more drinks.