My name is Judy and I'm thirty-nine years old and with a couple of kids. I was separated at this time and living by myself, with the kids. I was not dead and still having a good body, that I'm proud of.
My birthday came up and the kids were with their day. I did have a new male friend that I liked a lot and his son played in a band and we decided to go to that bar. My niece, Tresa, had the hots for his son, Jeff, so, she wanted to come along too.
I've heard stories about Jeff that he was a player with the ladies. One girl that dated him had told me he was hung like a horse (her words).
So, it's been a while since I've been out, and being that it was my birthday, I wanted to have some fun. I dug out my super short black mini dress and got my hair and nails all done up. I took my shower and slipped on a black lace shelf bra and matching thong. Then I did my makeup and fixed my hair. I slipped on the dress and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled at myself and thought, 'This is shorter than I remember' and it had a bit of a deep v neck to it. I played with the v neck part and adjusted my boobs to look hot, since I wanted to make sure to have him turned on.
Ready to go, one last peak in mirror, before out the door, adjust the v neck again, and deciding I didn't like the look and so, took the bra off. It's my birthday and I wanted to look hot. When I walked you knew there was no bra on, but I didn't care, it's my birthday.
Gary came to pick me up and smiled at me, "Someone's looking hot tonight."
"It's my birthday and I haven't been out in a while!"
"I'm not complaining, he said as we went out the door. Tresa was going to meet us there and we took off. I slid over and sat beside Gary as he drove. His hand went down and was rubbing my stocking leg as he drove. The more he drove the more playful he got and he parted my legs some. His hand slid up and hit my thong. He rubbed it some and tugged on it some.
"When I saw you with no bra on, I was hoping you didn't have this on."
"Well, the dress is pretty short."
"So what? You're with me and it's your birthday! It's hotter with this gone," he said as he tugged on it again. "Take them off for me."
"Oh, what the hell," and I reached up and slid them off. I went to put the thong in my purse but he reached over and pulled them out of my hand. He brought it up to his nose and smiled, "Smells like somebody's kitty is purring," and slid them into his pocket.
We pulled into the parking lot of the bar and I went to get out, but he pulled me back to him and gave me a big kiss and slid his tongue into my mouth. His hand slid under my dress as his finger found my now wet pussy. He slid a finger into me, playing some.
He stopped kissing me, "See how nice it is to not to have anything on?"
"Stop it, you're going to get me to turned on," I squealed with a wicked smile on my face.
"Oh, that's what I want for later, for sure."
"Well, you're already getting me there."
Just then Tresa came up to the car, so we had to stop playing. We went in, found a table, and saw that Jeff was already playing on stage.
Tresa kept whispering to me to try to set up a date with him for her. She had a nice top on and jeans, she does have a nice shape, but she wasn't really showing it off.
We had a few drinks and got a few dances in, having fun. During a slow dance I would grind into Gary's body to tease him like he did me. A short time later we were back at the table when I felt his hand slip up my dress and he fingered my pussy. "It's purring pretty good now."
Jeff would take a break from playing and join us. He seemed to like my outfit better than Tresa. He asked me to dance a couple of times and I kept telling him later and told him to dance with Tresa, which he did a few times.
Then Gary got a call, he answered it, and gave me some worried looks. Then he looked over at me, "I got to go into work now, the plant shut down and I got to get it back up."
"What the fuck! It's my birthday!"
"I don't have a choice!"
He asked Jeff to take me home and Jeff said he would. So, when Gary left, Tresa left too. She seemed a bit upset that Jeff didn't ask her out.
A bit later Jeff and I left in his pickup. I used the time to tell him how Tresa liked him and he should ask her out.
"She nice, but she seems a bit shy for me. Plus, she doesn't dress as hot as her aunt does."
"Oh, I don't normally dress up like this, but I did for my birthday and your dad left me alone at the bar!"
"You're not alone, he left you with me."
"Not what my plan was," I said with a raised brow.
