"Excuse me" he said to me as he grabbed my wrist as I walked past him.
"I'm sorry?" I replied, turning to face him. The music in the bar was so loud; I couldn't hear what he was saying.
Still holding my wrist, he bent forward and whispered in my ear, "I said that you have amazing breasts!"
That made me smile and I replied, "thank you!" He let go of my wrist and leaned forward again.
"I just felt the need to tell you that your breasts...really are amazing."
He took a step back, and it took a second or two for me to realize that there were actually two guys standing there.
For some reason I actually looked down and examined my own breasts. They did look good!
I was showing plenty of cleavage, and they were almost falling out of my tight dress.
My eyes quickly scanned the area around me, looking for you, god you were taking forever in the bathroom.
"MMMMM," I stuttered, "most guys like my legs, actually."
The men both stood back and stared at my legs. Then looked at each other and nodded. "Yeah. I can see why, shit nice legs."the second man told his friend.
The first guy argued "It's all about her tits for me. Look at them. They're perfect."
They were standing so close to me, I could smell the booze on their breath and their scent.
My eyes kept scanning the crowd looking for you but it was difficult, they had blocked most of my view. The first guy said something that I couldn't hear.
"I'm sorry, I missed that." I told him.
He whispered in my ear, "I asked if you liked having your nipples sucked. You look like you do!"
That made me laugh and finally I found you and our eyes locked. There you were standing only six feet away from us, enjoying listening to my conversation with the two guys.
"Can I find out if you like them being sucked on?" the man asked, as he began pressing himself against me.
Excited by their attention, I whispered "just maybe," then glared at you I could guess at what was going through your mind, you were enjoying watching me squirm.
Hmm, "Had Des set me up, or was this a pure coincidence?" I thought.
As I was concentrating on you, I nearly missed the second guy stroking my leg, sliding it up my dress.
I pushed his hand away; "don't even go there" I gave him that look.
Both men laughed. The first one held his hand out to shake mine, "Hi, I'm Jeff and this is Warren."
I shook his hand, "I'm Beth, and that's all you need to know." Still smiling Jeff asked, "are you on your own tonight?"
"I might be" I replied glancing at YOU. "No boyfriend or girlfriend with you? That can only mean one thing." "What's that?" I asked him.
"You're looking for some." He answered, looking at Warren who smiled and nodded.
I shook my head; "I'm always looking for some" I told him.
You tried to move a bit closer, but Jeff and Warren still blocked your way.
Warren was stroking the back of my leg again, but this time I didn't try to stop him.
Jeff immediately slid his hand up my dress like his friend.
My stomach was doing all kinds of fucking weird things as both men barely touched the flesh at the top of my legs. Flushed I caught your gaze.
Your grin was now replaced by a look of amazement as I allowed two strangers to stroke my thighs, only 3 feet away from you now.
The music seemed to get louder and no one but you seemed to notice what we were doing in the corner.
"What color are your panties?" Jeff whispered, as his fingers pressed against my inner thigh, while Warren started squeezing my ass.
I really did try to keep my legs closed, but their fingers and the fact you were watching so closely made me HOT as hell, and my legs opened just a bit more.
"Black." I gulped, as Warren's finger ran along the back of my panties.
He very quickly parted my ass cheeks and ran his fingers down and touched the bottom of my pussy, nearly making me spill my drink.
"Does the bra match?" He asked as I finally parted my legs for them, allowing Jeff better access to the front.
"Yes." I whispered as Jeff pressed the thin material of my panties into my soaking hole, and stroked the flesh either side of my pussy.
"What size are your tits?" He asked, whispering into my ear.
"36 d – PERFECT, someone I know calls them." I laughed as I used your favorite expression.
"Quite a mouthful, then?" Jeff whispered.
By now I didn't care what they did to me, as they pressed even closer to me, no one else, apart from you could see that their hands were up my dress.
Jeff and Warren's fingers were now slowly bringing me close to an orgasm. I opened my eyes to see you looking over Jeff's shoulder, your mouth wide open.
It kept running through my mind that you set this up, so I was going to let it play out.
"I need to pee!" I blurted out.
The 2 guys looked at each other; "Okay, but you're not going to run away from us are you?"
"Hell no!" I whispered.
I bumped into you as I made my way by; you seemed to be enjoying this way too much.
I was trembling as my pee gushed into the toilet bowl.
When I had finished I looked at my face in the mirror.
My pupils were massive, my cheeks bright red with excitement and I could feel my nipples nearly bursting through my bra.
The smile on my face told me that if things continued, you might have started something you weren't prepared to deal with, or maybe you wanted it.
I pushed through the door out into the hallway and there was Warren and Jeff and you slightly standing behind them.
