It Happened One Night
Angela pulled her garter belt over her hips and watched in the mirror as she ran her hand down her smooth, flat stomach. She admired her neatly trimmed bush and imagined how her lover would enjoy the softness of her skin and the wetness between her legs. Noticing the clock, she knew she must hurry if she wanted to get to the nightclub in time to get a good barstool. Still, she took her time and carefully pulled her stockings over her legs and fastened them in place with the lacy straps of her black garter belt. She slipped on her tiny black dress and black heels. She moved her hand over her stomach again and realized how free she felt without the confines of panties or panty hose covering her private parts. She gave herself one last, long look in the mirror and felt she would be successful in seducing a stranger tonight while her lover watched from a distance.
She made her way to her garage and into her pretty, red convertible. She unsnapped the hinges and pressed the button that brought the top up, then down into its hidden compartment. She started the engine and backed out into the circular driveway and headed for the club.
Angela felt excited as she drove down the lighted streets of the downtown area. She allowed her dress to ride up, giving those who stopped beside her at traffic lights an opportunity to check out her beautifully tanned, smooth, creamy legs. Still, she left just enough of herself covered to spark the imaginations of those sight-seers who tried to stay even with her car. By the time Angela pulled into the parking lot of the club, she was soaking wet with excitement.
Angela entered the club and struggled to adjust her eyes to see through the smoky, darkly-lit club. After a moment she saw David sitting at a table, alone. She pretended not to see him, but she brushed against him as she made her way to the bar and the stool that promised to give David the best view in the house. She ordered a drink and smoothed her dress and posed her legs in a provocative pose. Angela knew how to get a man’s attention.
Angela’s eyes adjusted to the darkness, and through the smoke she noticed three men sitting at a table next to David’s. One of the men was staring at Angela’s legs. She swiveled her stool around and made eye contact with the stranger. She uncrossed her legs slowly, then spread them just enough for the man to see her naked, wet crotch before crossing the left leg over her right.
Angela smiled at the man, and then licked her lips seductively, her tongue gliding over her top teeth and lip. She uncrossed her legs again, but this time she left them uncrossed. She glanced toward the back of the club, toward the restrooms, giving her admirer a signal that she would meet him there. She got off the barstool, and made her way to the ladies room. Nobody noticed David as he left the bar.
Angela wasn’t surprised to find the stranger waiting for her outside the women’s bathroom. She walked toward him, turned her backside to him, and pushed her ass against his crotch.
“Not here,” he said. “I have to be careful. That’s my brother-in-law and my boss sitting at my table. I can’t risk getting caught.”
“Come this way,” Angela replied. She took his hand and led him out the back door, into the parking lot and over to her car.
Angela saw David standing by a tree. She was determined to fulfill his fantasy of watching her fuck another man, and then fucking her afterward. She took the stranger to the back of her car so that David could have the best view of the event.
“I have to hurry,” the stranger said. “I don’t need either of those guys looking for me.”
Angela hiked her skirt over her hips and bent herself over the trunk of the car. She lifted her right leg up and placed her foot on her bumper. She felt the excitement building within her. She was excited
Angela pulled her garter belt over her hips and watched in the mirror as she ran her hand down her smooth, flat stomach. She admired her neatly trimmed bush and imagined how her lover would enjoy the softness of her skin and the wetness between her legs. Noticing the clock, she knew she must hurry if she wanted to get to the nightclub in time to get a good barstool. Still, she took her time and carefully pulled her stockings over her legs and fastened them in place with the lacy straps of her black garter belt. She slipped on her tiny black dress and black heels. She moved her hand over her stomach again and realized how free she felt without the confines of panties or panty hose covering her private parts. She gave herself one last, long look in the mirror and felt she would be successful in seducing a stranger tonight while her lover watched from a distance.
She made her way to her garage and into her pretty, red convertible. She unsnapped the hinges and pressed the button that brought the top up, then down into its hidden compartment. She started the engine and backed out into the circular driveway and headed for the club.
Angela felt excited as she drove down the lighted streets of the downtown area. She allowed her dress to ride up, giving those who stopped beside her at traffic lights an opportunity to check out her beautifully tanned, smooth, creamy legs. Still, she left just enough of herself covered to spark the imaginations of those sight-seers who tried to stay even with her car. By the time Angela pulled into the parking lot of the club, she was soaking wet with excitement.
Angela entered the club and struggled to adjust her eyes to see through the smoky, darkly-lit club. After a moment she saw David sitting at a table, alone. She pretended not to see him, but she brushed against him as she made her way to the bar and the stool that promised to give David the best view in the house. She ordered a drink and smoothed her dress and posed her legs in a provocative pose. Angela knew how to get a man’s attention.
Angela’s eyes adjusted to the darkness, and through the smoke she noticed three men sitting at a table next to David’s. One of the men was staring at Angela’s legs. She swiveled her stool around and made eye contact with the stranger. She uncrossed her legs slowly, then spread them just enough for the man to see her naked, wet crotch before crossing the left leg over her right.
Angela smiled at the man, and then licked her lips seductively, her tongue gliding over her top teeth and lip. She uncrossed her legs again, but this time she left them uncrossed. She glanced toward the back of the club, toward the restrooms, giving her admirer a signal that she would meet him there. She got off the barstool, and made her way to the ladies room. Nobody noticed David as he left the bar.
Angela wasn’t surprised to find the stranger waiting for her outside the women’s bathroom. She walked toward him, turned her backside to him, and pushed her ass against his crotch.
“Not here,” he said. “I have to be careful. That’s my brother-in-law and my boss sitting at my table. I can’t risk getting caught.”
“Come this way,” Angela replied. She took his hand and led him out the back door, into the parking lot and over to her car.
Angela saw David standing by a tree. She was determined to fulfill his fantasy of watching her fuck another man, and then fucking her afterward. She took the stranger to the back of her car so that David could have the best view of the event.
“I have to hurry,” the stranger said. “I don’t need either of those guys looking for me.”
Angela hiked her skirt over her hips and bent herself over the trunk of the car. She lifted her right leg up and placed her foot on her bumper. She felt the excitement building within her. She was excited
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