Sitting there drinking my drink. Friends have all left early some excuse about work in the morning. I glance around for the bartender thinking hey I'll have 1 more and hit the road. I see you sitting across the bar, talking to some people. You spot me across and smile, I smile back and I get that feeling in my stomach every time I see you. Heartbreak quickens as I see you grab your drink and head towards me. You come around the corner and my breath leaves my body. Like always you're wearing a plaid skirt, low cut tank top and a zip up hoodie. Tank top tight enough to see the outline and color of the bra you have on. Loose enough to move around and show off a bra strap or an extra nice view of your cleavage. You're smiling that big smile as you notice me looking at your chest. You put a little extra bounce in your step as you give me a little tease of a show. You give me a big hug, pressing your breasts into me like you always do to tease me. You hold the hug a little longer for my benefit as you release and lean forward giving me another view of your cleavage. Your such a tease. We exchange pleasantries and the whole time I'm wondering if you're wearing panties or not. You order me another drink and pull me onto the patio where it's more private.
We haven't seen each other in awhile so we catch up. Grab another round of drinks. I'm starting to suspect you knew I was here from a Facebook post but I'm not going to ask yet. It would ruin the fun. You keep giving me a view of your cleavage and my mind keeps wandering. Thinking of the last time my hands were on your breasts, squeezing, pinching, licking your nipples, biting them.
You lightly punch my arm and shake me from my daydreaming. You ask me what I was thinking about and I tell you you don't want to know. Sure you say and ask me if I want another drink. Sure I say and as you leave you lean into me again giving me a view as you whisper in my ear, that your aren't wearing panties. As you skip away to get another drink you pull up the back of your skirt a little to give me a view of your ass. You look back and give me a devilish look. A few minute later your back and as you're handing me my drink your other hand slides across my lap, your hand sliding over my cock. Giving my thigh a squeeze.