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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Steve met me with a warm smile and a handshake as I joined him with my coffee. We sat outside where the traffic slightly covered up our conversation.
"Sarah and I just want to feel confident that we can trust you to play along with our fantasy," he told me. I reassured him that I could, in fact was incredibly turned on by it.
"OK then. This is all you need to do. We want to arrange for two guys to meet Sarah alone. The three of you will chat, relax and get to know each other. The one of you will have sex with Sarah. The other will film the whole thing ready for me to watch later. Simple as that. "
I understood that I might be involved or just be the cameraman. It would be decided by chance on the day.
"We've thought up a little test to see whether you have the self restraint, just in case you are the cameraman.
Sarah is in the pub over the road. Go and meet her. Sit together and go with the flow. The only condition is that you don't touch her unless she asks you to. Agreed? "
"Absolutely", I replied.
For some reason the possibility of sex with Sarah was more exciting than certainty.
I entered the pub and ordered a couple of drinks, as requested. Sarah smiled and waved from the sofa in the corner of the bar.
As I approached she stood up to greet me. I'd guess she was 5'2", unbelievably beautiful, shiny brown short hair in a bob and I could see the outline of her fabulous curves through her dress.
"So what do you think?" she asked, doing a playful twirl while slightly lifting her dress.
"Beautiful"
A one word answer seemed enough so she beckoned me to sit next to her.
Having confirmed that Steve had explained the no touching rule to me, Sarah laughed and promised not to tease me too much.
She then pressed one leg against mine. I tried to move away - didn't want to fail that test, but she told me that it was OK if she touched me. "As long as you don't mind," she added unnessecarily.
We then sat getting to know each other with her thigh pressed against mine, while we chatted about previous Fab experiences.
I was very soon hard and also uncomfortable. As I moved to rearrange myself Sarah asked if she could help, before sliding her hand into the waist on my jeans and straightening my cock.
Lingering slightly she leant over to kiss me before whispering in my ear, "I really hope you pass the last bit of the test..."
Sarah then told me how wet she was, and slid a hand under her skirt before sliding a finger between her lips.
"Now your turn. Remember, don't touch me but feel how wet my knickers are".
She guided my hand under her skirt, where her other hand was pulling her knickers away from her. They truly were soaked, and without touching I reluctantly withdrew my hand and licked my own fingers.
"Steve, this one has definitely passed the test".
I hadn't even notice Steve joining us at a nearby table. |
