I’m sitting at the bar legs crossed wearing a little black dress. You walk-in in confidently, see me eyeing you, and you discreetly palm your cock. I uncross my legs. You walk up next to me and kiss my neck then sit. I look up at you and smile while the bartender grabs your order,then you take my hand and place it on your lap on top of your erection.
We make small talk as I start to stroke the outside of your cock with my nails. I feel it bounce against my hand Right as the Bartender walks up with your drink.We continue our conversation as I stroke you under the bar. I can feel you getting harder.
You asked me if I’d like to take this to the booth, I agree and we grab our drinks and walk over. You sit me on the innermost side of the booth as you grab the outside and press your thigh against mine.