"One last thing, bring that butt plug. And as a show of compassion, I'd also recommend you find a way to bring a little lube with you." Alexis exhaled slowly, all sorts of humiliating possibilities running through her mind as she thought of where he could be going with that. Even thinking of finding a way to bring a butt plug in her purse made her cheeks flame -- how would she avoid someone seeing it when she reached for her wallet or phone? But she quickly decided that if this was the game tonight, she was in, no questions asked. She could trust Henry and she also trusted that he would look after both their pleasure.
And so, with a slight tremor in her voice she replied, simply, "Ok. I'll see you at 9:30"
They had agreed that he would text with further instructions before he arrived, and he'd pick her up at the door of the pub at the agreed upon time. He was excited by the prospect of her taking public transit to the pub to begin with. He was excited by how readily she'd agreed to his orders, and felt a surge of lust at the prospect of what the night would bring. As Alexis finished preparing for the night out, she could feel her pussy tingling and wet with excitement. She chose a pleated jean skirt and the same white knee-high socks she'd worn for him a few weeks ago. She felt a thrill run through her as she discreetly packed the butt plug and a little sample pack of lube in a black velvet bag and shoved it in her purse.
Just before Alexis went out, she sat on the bed in front of her mirror with her legs slightly apart. She could see the bare flesh of her cunt lips, glistening slightly with her juice. The neatly trimmed patch of hair above it accented the tight shape and made her nakedness even more apparent. She tried turning around and bending over to see how much was visible. All of it. She reached one hand down between her legs and watched in the mirror as her fingers slid back to rub along her slit, gliding through her slick wetness. She rubbed her clit softly, making it swell under her fingertip. With a deep breath she pulled on a jacket, grabbed her purse and left.
As she stood shivering at the bus stop, Alexis couldn't get her mind off the butt plug in her purse, her wet pussy practically vibrating under the short skirt. When the bus came she was careful to keep her legs closed as she stepped up and walked to her seat. She could see other passengers eyeing her outfit. She imaged she could see distain in their eyes as they took in the knee-high socks and short pleated skirt. Her pussy grew even wetter as she felt their eyes boring through her skirt, imagined they knew she was bare underneath. She bit her lip as another wave of embarrassment spread through her.
Emboldened by the rush of it, she uncrossed her legs and let her knees fall open slightly. There was a boy of about 16 sitting across from her, staring unabashedly. Without making eye contact she smiled to herself and adjusted her legs so that they were open just a touch more. She snuck a glance at his pimply face and saw he was looking straight at her crotch. He licked his lips as his eyes darted up incredulously and she quickly looked away. With another erotic spark firing through her groin, she crossed her legs and fiddled with her ear buds, pretending nothing had happened.
Eventually her stop came and she transferred to the train. The ride was mostly uneventful -- she tried to flash another innocent passenger but this one, an older man in his 40s by the looks of it, was too engrossed in his newspaper. Finally she got to the pub, which was packed. Again she felt eyes boring into her as she made her way through the crowd towards the birthday party. As she hugged her friend, the only familiar face, she tried to make a joke of the short skirt in the freezing cold temperatures. Some of the other girls in attendance gave her sideways glances, rolling their eyes.
Over the next couple hours, Alexis was friendly and social but the entire time she was thinking of the butt plug in her purse, and waiting anxiously for Henry's text with instructions. Finally at about a quarter past nine, she saw the light on her phone indicate there was a new message. It was direct and to the point. 'GO TO THE BATHROOM, USE THE LUBE AND PUT IT IN. I'LL BE OUTSIDE WAITING.' With a sudden surge of lust, Alexis quickly closed her phone and began to gather her things. In lighting speed she'd paid her tab and said her goodbyes and headed for the women's washroom. Feeling naughty, she chose the centre stall and closed the door behind her. She put one foot up on the seat and fished in her purse for the small black bag.
She began to rub her clit furiously as she used her teeth to rip open the small pack of lube. She squirted some out on her fingers and threw the pack away and rubbed it all over the small plug and then the remainder over her tight little rosebud. As she aimed the tip at her asshole, she rubbed her clit again bringing herself just to the edge. With a grunt she quickly shoved the length of it in her tight chute, wiggling it slightly to make sure it was in there good.
As she'd been doing this someone came in to the ladies room and took up the stall next to hers. She was suddenly aware that from below the stall walls, one could see she was facing the wrong direction and had only one foot on the floor. She realized she'd been panting and grunting as she'd diddled herself. With another naughty thrill she pushed the plug in harder and exited the stall, not even bothering with a pretense by flushing. She washed the excess lube off her fingers and sort of waddled through the door and out of the pub. Luckily it was only a matter of a few feet before she was out the door, she was terrified she'd used too much lube and the thing would drop out from between her legs. No panties meant it would fall right to the floor.
She tried not to look at the smokers outside as she made her way past them to Henry's car sitting at the curb, and squeezed her sphincter muscles as she lifted one leg to get into the vehicle. She flashed a quick grin at Henry as she shut the door and sighed in relief when she sat down and could relax her butt muscles again.
"By the looks of things, you've followed instructions. That's a pretty short skirt... kinda slutty if you ask me." Henry appeared to barely look at her although he'd taken in the sexy sight with quick glances. Her cheeks had a becoming flush and her eyelashes were lowered. She was squirming in the seat next to him, the short little pleated denim skirt riding high on her thighs. In the darkness of the interior, the contrast of her smooth bare legs and the white knee-highs was incredibly arousing. She had subtle, flattering makeup and her long hair was loose and curled. In a word, gorgeous. And so naughty, he could feel his cock swell in the tight confines of his jeans.
"Spread your legs, slut. Let me see that juicy cunt. How does your ass feel?" he asked forcefully.
