Damn I was so horny! It had been over a month since I had been with a man and my pussy was aching. My husband and I had separated and even though the sex wasn't great, I at least got it on a regular basis.
Since our breakup I hadn't been in a big hurry to meet someone else. I had a few offers from guys at work, but none that really excited me. I didn't really want to mix business with pleasure anyway. I didn't really want to go to work wondering if the guy I was with the night before was bragging about the blowjob I gave him. There were a couple guys I wouldn't have minded sucking their cocks and the whole office finding out, but so far they hadn't offered.
So here I was on a Friday night, wine glass in one hand and pussy in the other, wondering what to do. The decision wasn't difficult. I had masturbated every night for the last two weeks and my pussy needed something more.
I grabbed my glass and the bottle of wine to my bathroom and ran myself a nice hot bath. I soaked for an hour in the tub rubbing myself all over to heighten my senses and enhance my pussy's need. I neatly trimmed my jet-black pubes, removing any hint of hair from around my pussy and ass. When I finished my bottle I got out of the tub and toweled myself dry.
At my closet I chose a short black skirt my ex had bought to show me off when we went out. I had a matching black silk blouse that I also put on. The skirt was form-fitting and came down to only about four inches below my pussy. My blouse was loose, but always showed my hard nipples. I left it open far enough so that my firm B-cup breasts were teasingly partially exposed. Naturally I didn't ruin the effect by putting on a bra, and opted against panties.
After another glass of wine I headed to Tabby's, a local pick-up bar that I had heard was a perfect place for a woman to get laid. I had never been, but had heard the ladies at work (single and married) talk about the "talent" they had met there.
It was about 10 o'clock when I walked through the door. The place had a great atmosphere, and, to my relief, was not overly crowded. There were plenty patrons, but it wasn't wall-to-wall people. You didn't have to fight your way through the crowd, but there were plenty hot guys to choose from.
I decided to sit at the bar and scope out the "talent". A few guys immediately made there way over to get a closer look, but their attempts at conversation were lame at best and they were treated accordingly. The frequency of such visits was promising, though, and I knew I would be able to pick and choose the evening's entertainment.
About a half an hour after I got to the bar handsome young man, about 22 years old, came in the bar and walked towards me. He was tall, muscular and extremely good-looking. I have never been into guys much younger than me; he was at least 10 years my junior, but I figured I could make an exception for him.
He walked up and asked if he could sit next to me while he waited for his friends to get there. I motioned to the barstool next to me and he promptly sat down and promised not to be a nuisance. Wow! He had manners, too. I assured him he would not be any nuisance to me and asked him his name.
"Sean. And you?"
"Cathy. Nice to meet you, Sean."
We made small talk for a while. He had recently graduated from the local university and was waiting for a couple of his college friends, who he hadn't seen for a couple months.
I noticed Sean taking a look at the opening of my blouse a few times with appreciation in his eyes. I decided to turn my bar stool to face his so he could get a good look at my legs. Sitting down like this my skirt rode up my legs to where if I opened my legs at all my pussy would be on display. I kept my legs closed for the time being, but carefully crossed my legs without exposing myself in order to test Sean's interest.
I wasn't disappointed. Sean took a good look and became noticeably agitated. If I wasn't mistaken there was even evidence of a slight bulge in his lap.
About that time two equally good-looking men the same age as Sean walked up and greeted Sean. After the initial greetings of good buddies who hadn't seen each other in a while, Sean introduced his friends as Wade and Bryan. Sean suggested they find a table and asked if I wanted to join them.
The guys found a corner booth and we all slid in with me sitting between Sean and Wade. I didn't leave much room for Sean, who was sitting on the outside, so that he had no choice but to sit close enough that our legs were in constant contact. Again I crossed my legs so that my skirt would ride up as high as it could without exposing myself. A move both Sean and wade noticed.
We chit chatted for quite a while. The guys were catching up with each other while asking me about myself and doing their best not to leave me out of the conversation. I was having a great time talking with three gorgeous guys.
Throughout the conversation I would feel Sean's hand brush my leg. Each time it happened, electricity shot straight to my pussy. I could feel myself getting wet and I almost regretted not wearing panties that could at least soak up the moisture that threatened to start making my skirt wet.