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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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They had been chatting online for a few months. “Do you feel brave enough to meet me now ?” He asked on their nightly phone call. She felt a shiver of excitement and nervous butterflies. What if there was no chemistry in the flesh, he was already an important part of her life. She hesitated. “It’ll be fine, my little, I promise.” His voice always soothed her. “Ok”, she said.
“Thursday night then, we will meet at the pub I know, it’s halfway between us. I’ll be wearing a cream coat. If you like the look of me, walk up to me at the bar and squeeze my bottom. If you see me and don’t like the look of me, just walk away. “
“I will like you,” she said forcefully. “Be sure though,” he sounded like he was smiling.
Before she knew it, Thursday night had arrived. She was dressed in her figure hugging black number. She drove into the pub car park and was so anxious. F thought about driving back home and not going in. She rang him, “I’m not sure I can do this, “she whispered into the phone. “Yes you can, be brave, what have you got to lose, “he reassured her.
She got out of the car and went down the stairs to the bar, she felt trepidation. Through the door she peaked, saw the cream coat and there he was, looking hot. Slowly, she walked up behind him and grabbed his bottom. He turned and smiled, put his arm round her shoulders. “What you having to drink tonight darling.” “Gin and slimline tonic with a slice.” He got the drinks and they found a table.
So you liked what you saw then? He asked. She smiled shyly at him. They chatted generally about their day. He whispered in her ear, Why don’t you put your hand on my crotch?”. She looked around, everyone was engrossed in conversation. Go on, no one is paying us any attention. She placed her hand as he’d asked and could feel he was hard. “Like the feel of that?” F nodded. |
