I asked you to meet me at a bar we knew.
I went home after work to change. I was not sure when you would be able to get to the bar. I wanted to wear something sexy, but not too dressy for this bar.
First, I took a hot shower. I made sure my lower pussy was shaved nice and close so it will be smooth for you. I put on a pair of crotchless black pantyhose. I chose not to wear panties this night. I buttoned on a white, silky blouse. No bra. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I slipped on high heels and looked at my reflection. Picture this... White blouse, unbuttoned down to the start of my cleavage. The shirt was thick enough that you could not see the darkened color of my nipples. Good. I did not want to be THAT obvious. The white, silky shirt tails looked nice flowing over the roundness of my ass. The black, crotchless hosiery right down to my high heels looks sooooo sexy! I turn this way and that, admiring the view in the mirror. You can see my bush at the top of the hose, peeking out through the front tails of the blouse. Enough of that! I got so wet just watching myself and thinking of how you would enjoy the view, too.
I choose a black skirt to wear. Snug but not too tight. Mid thigh in length. I imagined myself sitting on the bar stool and the rise the skirt would have then. I did not want to appear like a hooker but I wanted to look sexy, alluring, desirable with a touch of decency.
All dressed, I drive to the bar. Inside, the bar is not crowded. There are three guys at the bar, watching a sports game on the TV. The bar is dimly lit. All eyes were on me as I entered and took up a stool half way between the guys and the other end of the bar. I smiled at the bartender and ordered a Corona. The fellas lost interest in me as their attention was drawn back to the game.
The bartender was not so very interested in the game and was washing glasses in the sink in front of me. We chatted a bit. A few more patrons entered the bar, all guys. They took up seats on the other side of me. When they settled in a bit, they glanced my way. There were two empty stools between me and the nearest guy from that group. When this guy looked my way, I smiled at him. He nodded. He was very handsome. He had a good build, not fat and not a body-builder, but he looked strong and lean. He had a rugged, clean shaven face. His eyes were hazel and he had a twinkle about them. His smile showed even, strong teeth.