The day was slow at work so Karen called up her boyfriend and asked if he could spare a few minutes to be with her. He said he had to be at work in about an hour but that he was ready early and that he could drop by to say hello.
As she hung up with him, her boss told her she could take a lunch break, but she declined. Karen went in the back room of her workplace and got changed. As she watched for her boyfriend to come through the door she became anxious to see him, even after the hot weekend they'd spent together in bed.
He, the reason for her lust and desire, strolled in. She put the stereo to play and the curtain parted, Karen crawled out on her hands and knees to the end of the cat walk before dangling her feet off the stage. She called his name and when he turned and she looked, she saw the desire buringin in his eyes. He walked closer to her and she put her foot to his chest to keep him at that distance. She saw his gaze travel up her legs and uner her skirt.
She spread her legs wide and ran her hands up her calves, over her knees and up her thighs, pulling the skirt up to her waist with her hands, showing her white mesh thong with a little star at the front and sides.
Slowly, Karen rose and reached around to seductively unzip her skirt. She swayed to a sensuous song and kept her eyes focused on him. Her filmy shirt and barely there bra did nothing to hide her distended nipples. Placing her palms on her breasts she heard the wolf-whistles and cat calls from all around her.
She stared right at him, silently letting him know this was all for him. She peeled her shirt off and tossed it at him, turning her back to him, she spread her stance and leaned at the waist, giving him a full view of her almost compeletly exposed sex.
The next thing she knew, she was on his shoulder, his hands on her ass and thighs, holding her in place as he headed for a curtianed off booth. Depositing her on the table that was there, he took her hand and placed it on the fly of his pants. She squeezed him through his jeans before unzipping them and slipping her hand down his boxers.