I was sitting in a bar, watching a well-dressed woman across the room. She was drinking a martini and kept looking over at me. The bartender gave me a wink and a smile when he saw me watching the woman. I returned the gesture, but my attention was on her, not him. Her hair was long and blonde, shining in the dim light of the bar.
I've always been curious about what it would be like with a woman. Would she have a lighter touch, would her lips be softer, what would she taste like, could she make me cum as hard as a man does?
She started making her way over to me, I watched her hips sway seductively, hypnotising me, as she walked towards me in her sky-high stilettos and her little black dress which was hugging her body in all the right places, her nipples were hard for everyone to see. She licked her lips and I wondered what that tongue would feel like running slowly over my clit. I thought to myself, here is a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to come and get it. I could feel my pants pool with desire at the mere thought of what we could do together.
She sat beside me and I could feel her eyes all over my body, I had a big meeting today and wanted to use my womanly ways to sway the board of directors that they would rather use our company that our competitors. My skirt was tighter and shorter than normal and my blouse was open enough to give them a view of my gorgeous bountiful tits spilling over my lacey bra. My shoes were of course stilettos which made my legs look like an invitation to what is under my skirt. A gorgeous pair of silk stockings completed the look, with the hint of suspenders showing under my skirt.