Ffrom the moment Julieanna walked through the heavy doors, into the dimly-lit interior, furtive glances from patrons young and old focused on her tight jeans and her even tighter behind.
She had set out to excite, her hair out and dropping well down her back. The pink lace at the top of her shirt was cut low enough to enable a swelling glimpse of her small tanned breasts, while the plunging fur collar of her coat added the touch of sophistication that often surrounded her.
Glances progressed to propositions of all varieties, as couples and a variety of single males sought to sample Julieanna's unashamed sexuality.
To escape the attention they sought the relative calm of a verandah in partial shadow, where a lounge was already occupied by a woman avidly devouring her partner's cock while a stranger unzipped her jeans and thrust his fingers between her legs.
As her partner Will's attentions were locked on the lounge scene, an attractive young man only just over half Julieanna's age introduced himself to her. She found herself becoming excited, not by him personally, but by the exciting news that she had the ability to lure any man.
She whispered softly in Will's ear: "Do you mind?"
He assured her of her freedom and she returned to the young man's side nodded to him that they could take things further and brushed her lips along his neck. He needed no other invitation as they stepped back into the shadows and his hand began to squeeze her tight-denimed arse.
Will watched as his hand reached down to grind against the mound between her legs. She returned the gesture, squeezing and kneading him through his pants.