Steve was delighted.
At last Jessica had agreed to go out with the express intention of meeting someone and at the very least let them touch her breasts, she hadn't been able to promise how much further she would go, but for now Steve was delighted to have made this much progress.
For a while she had been happy to go out and expose part of her body to a stranger and quite enjoyed it. She had also agreed to Steve lodging pictures of her on the Internet so a small select group and she enjoyed reading of her imagined adventures penned for her by some of this group.
She had even become a bit interactive with them by responding to a questionnaire lodged by one of them. It hadn't been anything too personal, she hadn't minded sharing her height of 5'6" or her statistics of 34D 24 34, or the fact that at the time of the questionnaire her pubes were shaved and that all that she was wearing at the time was a pair of thong panties. She had admitted to exposing herself the previous weekend, although, she did not go on to give any more details about that and she even admitted to having a fantasy about sex with a Frenchman on the Eiffel tower.
What Steve had enjoyed most though was the answer to the final question which he himself had added "Would you let another guy beside Steve touch your breast and body" She had thought for a moment or two about Steve's fantasies and how far she had come in being more expressive about her sexuality and finally said the words Steve had ached to hear "Yeah, all right"
This had led to discussions about where and when, they had agreed that it would be the next weekend when her work permitted it and they would go to the nearby dance club and Jessica would enter first followed a few minutes later by Steve, in this way it would seem as though she were alone and therefore much easier to approach.
The condition she had made was that she would have to fancy the guy and that she wouldn't start anything or invite the guy to touch her but that if he made the first move then she wouldn't stop him.
Steve helped her select the outfit she would wear, they finally settled on a short white vest which because of the firmness of her breasts hung vertically down from her nipples, together with a short loose skirt and the only other items of clothing she was to wear were a skimpy pair of white thong panties and a pair of heeled shoes.
Jessica was to go into the club first and Steve would follow about 5 minutes later, he wouldn't join her or even acknowledge her but would find her and position himself close by so as not to miss anything which may happen.
They had agreed that because of Jessica's looks loads of guys were likely to hit on her and because she had said she would have to fancy the guy she would let Steve know that by either accepting a drink from him, dancing with him or sitting down with him and if none of these happened then she simply didn't fancy the guy.
As he watched her walking from the car her hips making the skirt sway from side to side Steve felt a complex mix of emotions, Some time in the next few hours someone else's fingers would be exploring parts of her body which till now had been his own private playground, knowing this left him incredibly excited and it also filled him with fear. Part of him wanted to chase after her and stop her while another part couldn't wait to see the erotic vision of another man's hands on his beautiful wife's body.
The seconds dragged by, they had said 5 minutes but after 4 Steve found himself walking into the club
Adjusting his eyes to the light inside Steve bought himself a drink while his eyes scanned the room for a sign of Jessica.
He hunted and could not see her, then over in the corner he caught a flash of white, long hair and twinkling eyes, she was just emerging from the ladies room, She had obviously made for there first as her next stop was the bar barely ten feet away from him.
He knew she had seen him, probably from the studious way she ignored him. The way she stood told him that she was looking forward to the game nearly as much as he was himself. She leant forward across the bar clearly realizing that this had the effect of lifting her skirt at the back and as if to accentuate the fact she bent her right leg at the knee lifting her foot of the floor, that simple movement seemed to scream " Come and get me".
Steve looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to this dusky siren. Three guys were stood chatting a little to the right and one of them seemed to be watching her. Steve tried using telepathy on him, willing him to go and make the approach, so desperate was Steve to see her acting sluttish that night that he nearly went over to tell him that her breasts were his for the taking but suddenly he realized that she was no longer alone.
A guy seemed to have materialized from nowhere and was stood talking to Jessica, each had a drink in their hands, the question was who had bought the drink? had he come up as she was being served and insisted on paying in which case it was all systems go? or, was he just a chancer who had appeared after she had paid for her drink? , Steve cursed himself for his amateur telepathy
He watched them closely, Jessica's face was animated looking into her new friend's eyes, nodding, smiling her white teeth like a beacon in the dim lights. He was standing close to her well within her body space and she was making no effort to reclaim it. Her hand reached and brushed away a tiny piece of fluff from her friends shoulder
Suddenly the guy put his hand on her back, just on the area of flesh that was visible between the top of her skirt and the hem of her vest and turned her a little pointing out an area of seating a little distance away.
Jessica peered across and then nodded smiling at him, the guy kept his arm around her waist in a proprietary manner as the two of them began to move away from the bar.