I entered the lounge and to my delight the 3 women were still there. The hot one that caught my eye had her back to me. I walked over to the bar and ordered another martini.
While I waited I turned around and leaned my back against the bar. I looked over at her and she was looking at me. I could feel my nipples getting hard as we looked at each other.
My martini came and I headed for a booth in the back of the lounge. As I walked I looked at her and smiled. I sat in the booth and scooted over to the middle. It was dark here, just what I needed. I sipped my martini and a minute later she showed up, standing next to the table.
"Mind if I join you?" she asked.
"I was hoping you would," I responded. "My name is Josie."
"Elaine," she said, and offered her hand.
I took her hand in mine and held it as I looked at her. Elaine had reddish-blonde hair, shoulder length, blue eyes and a dazzling smile. Her mouth was open and her tongue was running across her teeth. Her dark blue blouse was open at the top but not enough to show much cleavage. From the swell of her breasts I assumed she must be a large C cup or a small D. Her skirt was black, and when she sat down it rode halfway up her thighs. Her legs were shapely and I felt an urge to run my hand up between them.
Finally I dropped her hand and asked what she was drinking.
"Gin and Tonic," she said. "I'm a light weight, but this is my third and I'm beginning to feel it anyway."
"Why don't you slide over a little closer Elaine, I'm a little hard of hearing," I smiled.
Elaine returned my smile with a knowing smile of her own as she slid over close to me. The movement caused her skirt to ride up a little higher. In fact, I think she helped it a little with her left hand.
Now I could smell her perfume. It was not something I recognized but it was intoxicating. Or maybe it was her beauty, sexuality and perfume all together. Whatever it was my nipples were very hard and aching to be touched.
I noticed her earrings and I reached up and gently pushed her hair aside and took an earring into my hand.
"These are nice," I said, as I pretended to focus on the earring. As I held it in my hand I ran one finger up and down her earlobe.
"They were a gift from a friend," she said. . Her breathing was getting deep and fast and I realized she was getting turned on. I inched over next to her, moved my hand from her ear to the back of her head, and pulled her lips down to mine. The kiss was soft and sensuous. I pulled away and looked in her eyes. Her excitement was making me hotter and I could see the lust in her eyes. I kissed her again, this time our mouths were open and our tongues touching and exploring. The kiss became more urgent and I moved my hand to her thigh.
She raised her left hand and brushed it across my breast. I sucked in my breath as her fingers came into contact with my aching nipple. Her hand settled on my breast and she began to manipulate my nipple between her fingers. A moan escaped from my throat and my kissing became more passionate, more urgent. She pressed on my breast and pinched my nipple and I moaned louder. I was very wet and realized the moisture would soon soak through my skirt. I quickly reached down and grabbed the edge of my skirt, lifted my butt up and pulled my skirt up to my waist. I didn't care what she thought of it, I didn't want to walk out of here with a big wet spot showing right under my ass.
She couldn't help but notice the movement and was instantly aware that I was not wearing any panties. I could feel her excitement increase and she interpreted my move as an invitation. She removed her hand from my taut nipple and placed it on my upper thigh. She stroked my thigh lightly with her finger tips, moving higher and higher with each pass. I shifted my position to allow me to open my legs, leaving no question that I wanted to feel her inside me. She reached the center of my desire and found me dripping wet. She teased around my swollen lips before dipping a finger between my slippery folds. Her finger glided easily up and down and I had to hold my breath to keep from squealing as I was over taken by an orgasm.
I had thought I was controlling the situation but she definitely had me at her mercy. She slid another finger inside me, and then a third. She pushed in deeper and I pressed my hips forward, trying to get them as deep as possible.
I realized I was the only one getting any pleasure here. My hand was on her upper thigh and I began to press upward. Her skirt had ridden up pretty far and I soon realized that her panties were soaked. I stroked the center up and down a few times, then slid a finger under the edge of her panties and pushed my hand inside. She opened her legs for me and I reached down, finding the source of her wetness and running a finger up and down between her lips.
I wasted little time getting to the heart of her excitement and began to massage her clit. We were still kissing as she muffled her first orgasm. She was fucking me with her fingers now and her orgasm was followed closely by my own. I wanted to scream but didn't dare with people in the lounge. Fortunately there was no one nearby, but it wouldn't take much to get attention.
I continued working on her clit and she positioned her thumb on my clit as her fingers worked in and out of my pussy. We began to have a chorus or orgasms, each of us trying hard not to be too loud, but not quite able to. I opened my eyes and could see a head or two turned in our direction. I didn't care, I couldn't stop, this just felt too good.
I was thrusting my hips as her fingers pounded into me and my orgasms were getting progressively more intense. I kept working my hand inside her, hoping that I was giving as good as I was getting. Finally I noticed the bartender at the near end of the bar, looking in our direction. I realized we had to stop and I pulled away, whispering that we had an audience.
We straightened up in our seats as the bartender approached.
"Everything ok over her ladies?" he asked.
"Everything is fine bartender," I replied, "but would you mind leaving that towel here?"
He tossed the towel on the table and walked back behind the bar.
"Well Elaine, are you up for a little more action?" I asked as I wiped up the cum that was all over me and the seat.
Elaine smiled and nodded. I got up and walked over to the bar.
"Can I borrow your phone to call one of the rooms" I asked.
He placed the phone on the bar and I dialed room 410, hoping he would still be there.
When he answered the phone I asked, "Would you like some company?"
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