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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Buzz, buzz..
"Stay calm. You know you are a vessel of pure desire. Another man will arrive shortly and sit at your table. Look him in the eye and don't lose your composure"
What? My composure?! By now i was slick and hot between my legs, uncomfortably and deliciously so and I was feeling so alive.
The man arrived moments later. Older, maybe 55, businessman type, well groomed, no Clooney but a passable attempt. He look nervous and gave me a nod and placed his hands on the table. I looked at him, it was uncomfortable but I knew instantly that I was the powerful one here.
He leaned back a little and then just looked at me, closely, carefully. He looked directly at my breasts and still obvious nipples for a long time. I arched my back a little, pushing myself against the tightening fabric, gave him a full view. I then realised their were other eyes on me. Subtler maybe, but i was certain that some other men in the bar shot me glances and hid their faces quickly. I knew i was beautiful and I was enjoying it. Wantonly, brazenly but fuck yes I was really feeling something.
He kept watching and looking and then, suddenly moved his hand, slowly, but toward me. I froze again and nearly leapt up, the spell almost broken. Then i remembered my instructions. Composure. Breathe. I let him touch me. He did it as discretely as he could but i knew eyes were on us now. His hand cupped my left breast and he took the weight for a moment. It felt okay, permitted. He withdrew and looked shaken, excited and obviously still nervous. Now two hands came forward and he touched my nipples simultaneously through the material of my dress. I felt like I would cum if he kept squeezing and pinching as he was. I was holding my legs together, moisture pressed between my thighs. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, trying to hold his gaze.
Then he got up and left... |
