You've arranged to meet a group of friends at a bar after dinner. You know some people there but know that there will be others you won't have met. It has been a while since you'd been out so you're making a bit of an occasion of it, getting a little extra dressed up. You're wearing a black dress that flatters your cleavage, boots and of course, fishnets.
You're a little later than you'd planned but there are still plenty of people. You see some people you know immediately and join them. Whilst talking to them you scan the rest of the crowd, and to your surprise you see the guy from a few weeks ago you snuck outside with one night at another bar and blew on the footpath. A tingle runs through your body at the memory and a smile creeps across your face. He sees you and smiles and you recall the same feelings of excitement and anticipation from that other night.
He is not alone and sitting at his table is another guy who could almost be his brother except a little bulkier all round. They are both laughing and having a good time. You circle the room catching up with people, all the time keeping your eyes on your friend. He is keeping tabs on you too and you can feel a little tension building.
You finally make it to his table and the first thing he asks is "Have you got any tickets to sell?" You laugh and say "Sorry not this time..." He pretends to look disappointed and remarks that he was looking forward to winning something again tonight. You both laugh and exchange a lingering look. Long enough for his friend to notice. Your friend introduces him as an acquaintance from interstate who is staying with him and helpfully adds that his girlfriend is away again. Your hearts jumps a beat at that little piece of information and wonder what may come of it. He still exudes that same charm and confidence as before and you feel another tingle pass through your body once again.
You shift a little in your seat and touch legs. His friend is quite engaging and shows you a lot of interest. You were a little dismissive at first but he is turning you around. You eventually drift off to mingle with others. Besides, being in the company of those two was getting a little too distracting. It was hard to concentrate with the memories of what happened between the two of you only a few weeks ago. The build up, the tension, the urgency when you kissed on the stairs, the way you pulled on each others clothes to get to the flesh underneath, the hardness of cock in your mouth, the wetness of your pussy and the feeling of his cum hitting your chest.......
You wonder what might happen tonight but decide that it would be nothing major given that his friend is staying with him. You keep mingling but are a little distracted with those thoughts and with the thinning crowd you eventually make it back to table of two guys. The first thing you notice is that his friend has left. You feel a little disappointed but then decide it is for the better as now you have your friend all to yourself.
After some more flirtatious backwards and forwards, he finally asks you "Remember when I said your turn next time?" You almost fall off your chair at his directness and another tingle rises up from your pussy.
"Well yes, I do actually."
"Do I have to buy a ticket?" you reply seductively.
"No" He laughs, "You just have to meet me at my car in 5 minutes" and he heads out the door.
If anyone else showed this level of confidence it would be mildly off-putting but you re feeling pretty turned on and a bit intrigued as to what he has in mind. Your heart beats faster at the thought of his tongue exploring your mouth, his hands travelling up your dress and massaging your turgid pussy. You can feel the heat spreading from your thighs and the wetness seeping from between your pussy lips. You quickly make your goodbyes and head outside.
He has parked around the corner and you see him standing by his car. Your pace quickens towards him and when you reach him, you press yourself against him and the feel the warmth of his body against yours. You grab his face and pull it down towards yours. Your tongues are intertwined and his hands reach down squeeze your arse, pulling your hips close to his. You feel the outline of his cock against your stomach and you pull yourself up onto the bonnet of the car so you can press your pussy against it.
He pushes your dress up, exposing your creamy fishnet clad thighs. You massage his cock through his pants, wanting him to take you right there and then, on the car in the street. Instead, he pulls away to your surprise. He says, "Lets go" and before you get a chance to say anything he jumps into the drivers seat. You are a little frustrated in your horniness, wanting something hard and quick right there but get in anyway.