I looked at Simon after Ian had left, his fingers were back on my clit and a small moan escaped my lips before I could say "What's this Damien like and what did Ian mean a small service?"
Simon carried on playing with me and he leant forward and kissed me again before answering "To tell you the truth I don't know him that well, only what Ian has told me, I've only met him a couple of times. He's about 6'6" and a very big guy, very sure of himself and he has a scar that runs down the side of his face which make's him look really mean."
I was getting close to orgasm now, whilst trying not to show everyone in the pub what was being done to me "He loves girls like you according to Ian, married I mean. He say's they're always up for more than single women"
As he was saying all this he was smiling and his fingers were moving faster and more urgent until with a gasp I came. Simon laughed and took his hand away and put his finger in my mouth so I would suck it clean. "That's good" he said "I've never made a girl come in the middle of a crowded pub before. You do realise that those couple of guys sitting at that table over there could see everything that happened don't you?"
I looked across at the table almost opposite and saw a couple of men laughing and staring under the table and realised that they would be able to see straight up my skirt "Oh god! You could of least have told me" I said playfully punching him on the arm.
Laughing Simon said "It seemed more fun to let them watch. Anyway I'd put your jacket on if I were you Ian's back"
I looked just as Ian got to the table "Come on" he said "Damien can't wait to see you"
I was getting nervous again now "What have you said?" I asked Ian
"I told him everything, what else. He really got a kick out of it and has promised us all free entry to the club and even a bottle of champagne if you're good. So come on sexy get your ass into gear we have to go."
Putting my little jacket back on, I had almost forgot I might as well had been topless for the past half hour or so "I can't believe you told him everything"
"I felt I had to really, it was just too good to keep to myself"
As we were leaving we had to walk past the men who had been watching me "Mmmm, nice one darling" I heard one come out with. I just turned and flashed them a smile as I walked out the door into the street.
Ian reached out and took hold of my jacket before taking it off "I don't think this is necessary, do you?"
I gasped as my breasts were on display again, it was getting chilly so my nipples became instantly erect "No, please don't do that. I may see some people I know and what about if we see any police"
Ian just carried on walking and said "You don't have to worry about police, I'm sure they've seen worse. As for people you may know, well I suppose that is a chance we'll have to take, it's not far anyway. Simon I think a few more photo's walking down the street will be in order as well, don't you?"
We were walking down a side street but it still had quite a few people walking down it, I was getting quite a lot of looks, whistles and calls from some of the groups of lads "My thoughts exactly" Simon said "Lets stop here a second so I can get some good shots"
We'd stopped right by a couple of parked cars, there was still a steady stream of people going past, and surprise surprise they were still staring at me and calling out things like "Nice tit's darling", I was really getting embarrassed now but fortunately there was nobody I saw who I knew.
"Come on Kirsta, go and lean back on the front of that car" Ian said pointing to a rather flashy looking Porsche 911 "You can pretend to be a model"
"What about the cars owner" I said "Won't he mind"
"Don't worry about it, it's Damien's car and I'm sure he wont mind as long as he gets a couple of pic's as well, I'll use my phone then I can Bluetooth him them"
"Hold on a minute" I said "I don't want every Tom, Dick or Harry having pictures of me"
"Don't worry, it'll will only be me and Damien, oh and Simon I promise. Now get your sexy ass over there and pose sexily. Remember you have to what we want you to do."
Feeling resigned but very apprehensive I walked to the front of the Porsche and lay back on the bonnet, looking towards the Ian and Simon who had already started taking photo's, I smiled and posed as sexy as I could in the circumstances. "Come on Kirsta" Simon said "Push your tits together, and play with your nipples"
We had started to get an audience by this time, a few lads had wandered over and stood watching me and cheering, as I did as I was directed. "Couple more Kirsta" Ian said "But this time I want you to lift the front of your skirt up, so we can see what you've got"