Desire for this moment had loomed in her head for years now. The anticipation and sexual excitement that took over her mind was beyond all control. She had waited to live this fantasy with him with great anticipation. She watched as each man walked into the bar wondering as the door opened if it may be him. He glanced around the bar trying to find her, their eyes met and sparks could be seen between the two. Many nights she had imagined this encounter and tonight he would take her as two strangers meeting on a chance encounter.
She had worked very hard for this night to become a reality. Earlier she had carefully chosen to wear the white knit sweater, black skirt with garters and black thigh high stockings, purposely not sliding on the black thong panties that lay on the bed before her. Sitting down beside her he placed his hand on her leg, her body shivered with his touch. She wanted him so bad and could hardly stand to finish her drink and make small talk while she waited to leave with him. He leaned over pressing his lips against hers and their tongues eagerly explored each others.
He began to move his hand, rubbing the inside of her thigh, slowly upward, she could stand it no longer. She had to have him, the passion inside her was overwhelming, the desire that she had for him was beyond any that she had experienced before. She placed her hand on top of his, guiding his hand between her legs where her desire for him was evident from her hot moist pussy. He smiled at her when he noticed that she wore no panties for their encounter. He rubbed his fingers along the slit of her pussy, feeling the heat that was out of her control. She need not worry about having to wait, for he shared her desire.