It was an unusually warm October evening and I was debating on how to best spend my time tonight. Tomorrow was a day off from work so I had no need to hang at home to be prepared for anything in the morning. I have some off the wall beliefs so I will not tell you my real name, but I will use Erika, a name I always liked. My job is one where I must remain beyond suspicion so I will only tell you that I am on the short side for a woman only 5'3" with light brown hair and blue eyes. Hopefully no one will be able to figure out who I am from that much data because I am sure that what I am going to relate here might seriously affect my social and professional life.
So why am I writing this at all? That's part of my hang up, I am a compulsive exhibitionist and writing of my adventures is just another form of flashing for me. So yes I take a number of risks in my life some professional and some personal, I have to hope that the two never meet.
This particular night was perfect for me, warm enough to do my thing. I usually am hindered this time of year because of the lower temperatures. Hey while I am compelled to do this I am not foolish enough to freeze. So I decided that I would use this weather to enjoy another night of my favorite hobby.
I have a traditional approach to getting ready; I shower first and usually touch up my body hair. I like to be shaved clean, so before I go on one of my excursions I like to make sure that I am clean and with no hair anywhere in my pubic area, pussy and ass. Once all of that is done, its time to select the right outfit This can vary depending on what I want to do and what I expect to happen so while I am in the shower I try to determine my plans so I can more easily select the clothing when the time comes. I hate to waste time so I am always planning and working ahead of myself. In that fashion I had filled the tank of my car for tonight's drive, because I could not do my thing in town, I needed to travel somewhere I had less of a chance of meeting anyone I knew.
So by the time I was drying off I knew what I would be wearing and what I would look for to do my thing. I went to my closet and pulled out a mini skirt and a crisp white blouse. Other then shoes and thigh high stocking that was it. I dressed in minutes after finishing my hair and make up. I looked in the mirror and saw that my pierced nipples were already hard and poking through the thin white blouse I had put on. I could feel my pussy was already damp and I knew it was time to go.
I am fortunate that there is a fairly good size city in all four directions from my town so I never have to go anywhere so often that I become known in any location. Being somewhat anonymous is a plus in my plans. So I went west tonight a direction I had not been in a while. I would have at least an hour and a half drive, more if I wanted to be on the far side of town so I debated about a hotel room so I could enjoy the evening as long as I choose.
Halfway there I decided a hotel would be the way to go so I set a course for the far side of town where I knew some really cheap 'hot sheet' motels were. Sleep was not a requirement only someplace to go after the nightlife ended and before I wanted to go home. If I was successful then that period of time between closing and leaving for home should be and active busy time for me.
I stopped at a motel I had not used before and paid cash for one night. That was the other reason for this type of place, I could use cash and no identification was ever needed. I could maintain my privacy. I slipped the key in my purse and left the motel lot. It was a little early for my adventures to begin so I found a place and grabbed a bite to eat. I had a good cheap meal and by the time I was finished it was about time to start the evening.
I knew all these cities well so I knew where I wanted to go it was a Country Western Bar not far from my motel. I parked on the side of the building and headed for the door. I was waved in, women never paid the cover here, and headed for the bar. I needed some fortification I was always nervous and a drink would settle me down. Sitting at the bar sipping my Jack n Coke I surveyed the room and noted some likely opportunities. Finishing my drink I left the bar I began my tour of the building. It wasn't long before the first guy asked me to dance and I accepted. If I weren't approachable my whole evening would be shot so I danced with everybody and everybody until I found one or two that did the magic for me.
What was the magic? Even I don't know what it is but when I do this I always meet someone who enables me to do my thing. Until I meet that guy or guys I am a fairly normal sensible girl. So I danced a number of times and had a number of Jacks before I met the first of two guys I termed my enablers. The first was Jim, he was a big man, not fat just big, at least 6'4 and 250 pounds of all muscle. The first dance I had with Jim I could feel my pussy leaking, I was getting hot and ready. Jim hung around and we drank and chatted and Jim was OK when a tall slender black man took me to the dance floor.