It was New Year's Eve in New York City. Pre Covid, so many people and so cold. Jack and Lucy were there together celebrating a new year. They were just two in a massive sea of people crammed like sardines. They stood close enough to see the musicians performing prior to the ball drop.
Lucy was wearing a bulky winter coat, gloves, a fashionable winter hat, and scarf. Her pants were like sweatpants with a furry-like lining.
Someone behind Lucy accidentally touched her rear end or was it an accident? This had happened multiple times. At first she thought Jack was playing a prank but Lucy had been holding his right hand the whole time to avoid getting separated in the crowd. His left hand was too far away.
Each "accidental" contact seemed to be increasingly more like a touch or feel than a grazing. It happened again but this time it felt like the back of a hand just pressing for several seconds. Then gone. The intervals lessened as there was another touch. This time the palm of the hand pressed her ass cheek for several seconds.
Lucy was unsure of what to do. Something bad could happen if she turned around and confronted the perpetrator. She tried glancing back nonchalantly but she couldn't see who it was. The other problem was Lucy kinda liked it. It was a little naughty. And Jack liked her naughty side.
Another touch but this was blatant. The stranger's hand grabbed a handful of her ass and gently squeezed. The hand then explored her ass rubbing up and down her crack. It felt really good. The stranger must have really liked her ass.
She asked Jack if he knew anyone in the crowd on the off-chance it was a prank. He said he didn't.
Now the hand moved between her legs a little, feeling her inner thigh. Lucy got a little weak in the knees. She was excited, curious what the hand would do next. The hand moved back to the crack of her ass where the ass curves towards her legs. Without thinking, Lucy pushed her ass naughtily against the hand. She was getting wet. She couldn't help it.
