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Just your typical Bar Scene

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Just a Bar…

I watched you enter the bar from the far side of the room. It was dimly lit but there was not much smoke, which was nice, so I could see you clearly. You looked like an exotic beauty with your jet black hair pinned back on one side but also somewhat native with feathers hanging from your beautifully long and flowing hair. A grace and elegance surrounded you but I could also see a distinct sensual aura engulfing every fiber of your magnificent body. A very form fitting, tight, and erotically short skirt was part of you ensemble matched with a loose fitting blouse that hung very low in both the front and the back leaving me to wonder how it was staying on your fit and sexy shoulders. Braless of course which made the shirt just the right match to your brief skirt. Heels, of course, but not stilettos for which I was happy to see for I was hoping to see you on the dance floor later that evening. One thing I thought odd, but very alluring, is that you wore no stockings but that your legs were perfectly tanned, or maybe just your natural coloring, and l allowed my mind to wonder why? Make up, if you had any, was magnificently applied with lipstick that just enhanced your already beautiful, plump, kissable lips. Ummm, wow, was all I could think to myself. This was a woman who knew how to attract and manipulate both men and woman to her bidding and looked to be someone who would command any room she chooses to enter. My guess is that she was early to mid forties but I was secretly hoping you would be more pushing towards sixty as I have always found woman around this age to be without anxiety or trepidation when it comes to sexual advances from would be admirers. Gracefully sauntering over towards the bar you were already drawing the attention of all patrons as they anxiously watched to see if you were alone or meeting a pre-arranged suiter. Heads turned and mouths opened intently watching as you took a seat towards the end of the bar farthest away from the door. As you crossed your legs it was with instinctual movement knowing that the stares were forthcoming like you have done this your whole life. No not in a hooker or call girl way but with just the sheer confidence of knowing what you were doing and exactly how to do it, parting your knees ever so slowly and just enough to hint at the bounty underneath but not enough for total revelation. Your leg very slowly swung its way over the other and sat there with comfort and control, swaying to and fro for simple emphasis. So looking you up and down I was absolutely sure you were a widower or freshly divorced and looking to find the right man, or woman, to take home with you for some intimate play time! I came to this bar often and I must tell you I had never, ever seen someone so composed and confident in oneself as you were walking into this bar and there is nothing, absolutely nothing more sexy than a confident woman. A woman who can walk into any room and not care, or be affected in any way, by judgement, gossip or pre-conceived thoughts. A woman who can sit in a bar, on a couch, in an office, or anywhere of choosing but still knowing who she is and the beauty and grace she possesses. You have now become my obsession for the evening and I watch you intently as the bartender offers you your first drink of the night. You flash him a brilliant smile as you pull out your clutch only to be waived off with a point off in the distance. Of course, you probably haven’t paid for a drink in years and this is no different. Who is it I wonder glancing around the room trying to follow your gaze. A gentleman over at a side table closest towards the door. He had probably been sizing you up since you walked in as he had the best view from his seated position. You lift your wine glass and salute him for his generosity, not inviting him over quite yet but turn and enjoy a few sips from your glass. Small talk with the barkeep with a soft, gentle kiss on the cheek you finally turn and swing your legs outwards to stand, legs spreading with an enticing opening so that the gentleman could get a quick but sure look at what was contained under your skirt as most of the hem had already ridden quite high on your luscious thighs. I swear I could detect drool falling from the corners of his mouth as he stared intently at your beautiful inner thighs and the deftly shaved womenhood captivating his observation. As you move towards him his eyes begin to refocus and his smile is epic. Like a kid with his first skin magazine or one of the luckier kids who had an older woman reveal herself to him as a teenager. He was a very clean cut executive looking gentleman and you have already melted him into a drooling juvenile delinquent hoping for his first orgasm. You stand looking down at him waiting for some movement. Any movement that would welcome you to either sit or dance. He seemed to be caught in a stupor, not knowing quite what to do with this glorious beauty standing before him. He finally jolted out of his unconscious stated and stood with outstretched hand to help you into your seat beside him. Observing from my seat I could only wonder of the conversation ensuing. Is he intelligent, which I believe would be a requirement for someone of your stature and splendor, or is he rude and obnoxious trying to be something he is not? Apparently the latter was the truth as you stood and assertively, but elegantly, returned to your seat at the bar. Words were exchanged between you and the bar tender, a shrug of his shoulders and a consoling look confirmed my suspicions. What was he thinking I thought?? Undaunted you continue to sip at your wine knowing that this evening had just begun and the fish hadn’t even started showing as of yet! Spinning around in your chair you almost catch my stare as I watched you intently but I think I managed to look away just before your deep welled eyes engulfed mine. Whew, I thought I was cooked and fried before I had the chance to enjoy myself watching your search. Just as I was about to get the courage up to try and clumsily introduce myself I see your attention drawn to a couple who had just walked in the door. You looked to be more than pleasantly surprised as I could see a mischievous smile encompass your face that lit you up like roman candle exploding in celebration. You gained your composure and watched as they swayed within inches of your perch at the bar. She took the last seat next to you at the end of the bar and he stood beside her as they ordered their drinks and chatted between themselves. I saw that you had exchanged glances as they walked by and you now introduced yourself with an extension of your hand. He grasped your hand between both of his and lightly, but firmly, shook and caressed your hand but as you extended your hand to her the reaction startled me a bit. She took your hand like a foreign man would have and kissed it ever so lightly, her lips lingering ever so slightly that it looked amazingly erotic but sensual and loving. You appeared to genuinely enjoy that and seemed to flush with warmth and passion. This, this was the reason you had come to this bar tonight and this was the pair that was going to shower you with hunger and desire. He orders you all a drink and you begin consuming your second glass of wine, a wine that you know puts you in a mood only one thing can quench, yes, sex! Sex that is both animal and softly erotic, one that takes hours to build to and one that ends in sweaty bodies entwined with each other spent and exhausted! It didn’t take long for the three of you to become quite animated and comfortable and I could clearly see your hand innocently touch her bare thigh while in your conversations. She did not seem to mind at your touch and, in fact, began to respond with touches of her own. First the arm then gently caressed your face running her hand down along your neck resting gently on your bare shoulder just above the sleeve of your dress. He was behaving like quite the gentlemen interacting and exchanging dialog like you had been friends for ever. He would often caress his partner, wife I would assume, and every once in a while he would kiss her neck and lightly nibble and bite her ear and neck which, even from where I was sitting, you could tell had an extremely positive affect. You watched them intently and bit your lip during their exchange letting them both know it was having a sexual effect on you as well. Smiling she bent over and whispered into your ear and it was apparently exactly what you were hoping for as you sensually smiled from ear to ear. Your head was pointed down and you looked upwards towards him and mouthed the word “yes” all while giving him the most sensual and erotic smile I have ever witnessed. Was I actually watching this play out in real life? My cock was harder than I have ever felt it and I wasn’t even part of the play. I reached down and started to stroke myself through my slacks and realized I had taken my gaze away before the last act had played itself out. I looked up suddenly and realized that I was indeed part of the play as you slid into the seat next to me, kissed me deeply with your tongue wrestling to find mine, grabbed my bulging cock and began to stroke it with familiar strokes. When you broke away from the kiss, you said, this is Wendy and Eric and they wanted to know if we wanted to join them tonight for some dancing and teasing and then possible erotic play later on in the evening. Aw, yes, now you see…this was my gorgeous hot wife and this is a little game we like to play once in a while to keep the sexual fires burning. Not often do we swap partners but I tell you what we all have some steaming hot, sweaty, erotic (and sometimes quite animalistic) sex at the end of the night. Sometimes all in one room and sometimes we just go our separate ways to enjoy our own partners. Either way the sights, sounds and feeling are electric and the sex is out of this world.

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