I sit in a corner booth sipping my beer watching the people in the bar. The door opens and you walk in. You're wearing tight low waist skirt that stops mid thigh barely hiding the black lace boyshort panties I bought you just for this occasion. Your top is a deep v-neck blouse that leaves very little to the imagination. The dark of your nipples are just hidden behind the matching black lace half cup bra I bought you. Your cleavage shows down to the small pink bow on your bra. The outfit hugs your curves as if it was tailored for you. We make eye contact. You can see the lust on my face. I see a smile on your lips.
You head to the bar and order a Midori Sour. I watch the men looking at you. Lust drips from their stare. One approaches you before your drink is even mixed. His eyes dart from your lips to your cleavage unable to deny the animal instinct deep inside. He is good looking and fit. His 5 o'clock shadow defines his jaw line. I watch you chat as the bartender delivers your drink. He touches your forearm. The excitement grows inside me. Watching another man seduce you has been a long standing fantasy. He orders a drink and pays for both. You move to a table close to mine. You sit facing me so I can watch you. He sits across from you. The table is just big enough for a few drinks. Your knees touch. I wonder what he is saying. I can see your excitement growing. His finger traces circles on the inside of your knee. Your drinks are emptied. His hand has reached your mid thigh. Your legs part slightly to allow his touch. He leaves to order another round. You spread your legs more allowing me to see your covered sex. Your skirt rides up higher. When he returns he slides his stool closer beside you. He wastes no time returning to caressing your inner thigh. Every stroke he moves closer to your sex. I watch as his pinkie finger lightly brushes across your panties. Next time it presses harder into the folds of your sex. The third time he slides it gently underneath the hem of your panties. I see the juices glistening on his finger as he slides back up your thigh.