Nick and I met at ‘our bar’ located close to our homes and my work southeastern Lexington. It is close to each of our homes and not far from my work.
I had dressed professionally for work in a business suit. While leaving the office, I stopped by the ladies room and removed my bra and blouse. The camisole was enough to conceal my breasts but not hide them if I opened my suit jacket.
Nick greeted me as I walked around the corner of the bar to sit with him. “Beautiful as always,” he said as he perused my looks. The single button that held my suit top closed didn’t interfere with my intended exposure.
“Too much in this place,” I asked? Nick had told me last night how he wanted his lady to be an attraction getter. Telling me he loved being with a lady who others sought to be accompanying.
“I love it. And you are the woman every man in this place would love to have at their side”. Nick refilled his drink and ordered a glass of my favorite wine for me. As we chatted, I was glancing around the bar to see if there were any familiar faces. Just one, James, a co-worker I had a brief affair with a year ago. He was good, but we both agreed it wasn’t worth losing his wife and job.
The conversation, of course, got around to the pleasure we both had enjoyed last night. “I hope I didn’t give you any reason for alarm when I talked of my desires,” Nick allowed.
“Don’t be silly. So many of your comments play into activities I also want.” I told Nick. “I have always enjoyed being the one who is pushing the envelope when it comes to wearing clothes that attract attention. Teasing men is one of my favorite past times. Sometimes I go too far, but I’m still alive and happy”.
Nick was beaming with my comment. It was beautiful to see a man enjoying his playmate. I hoped I would become more than his playmate and possibly a trophy wife. Hush! Much too soon to even dream that.
I placed my right hand on his thigh and moved it up to his crotch. Then, I whispered to him, “How about I take your Weiner out and play with him?”
“Better not. I will probably have an ejaculation and wet my pants.” Telling him I understood, but I assured Nick I would love to clean his cock and balls later.
“Baby, I want you to be comfortable. We have a lot of time to grow into these things.” I leaned over and lightly kissed his lips. “And you haven’t even said anything about my boobs,” fainting disappointment. I unbuttoned my suit jacket, opened it slightly, and gave him a view of my boob’s tips. I pushed my shoulders back, causing my breasts to tighten their pressure against my thin camisole. I knew he would like to see my nipples.
“Sue, you are killing me. Be careful, I know a couple of people in here, and I don’t want them to get the wrong idea,” Nick told me.
Grinning, I said, “The wrong idea? Why shouldn’t they see your date’s attributes?” I buttoned my jacket and kissed him again. “I’m so proud of you, and I want to project whatever image you wish. Nick, I want you to be comfortable and know I would never do anything to embarrass you”.
“How about we go to your place, and you can show me your extensive porn collection you told me about,” I suggested.
Twenty minutes later, I was only in my camisole, matching thong and heels. Nick was wearing only his boxers as he opened a hidden filing cabinet behind his couch. I was standing nearby and saw 50 or more boxed discs.
I moved over to him, slipped my hand up the leg opening of his boxers, and grazed his testicles with my fingernails.
“Baby, get a few of what you enjoy. I want to see what turns you on,” I told him. “I’ll get us drinks.”