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All Bar OneIt had been a good night out. Diane and I had spent a bit time flirting which had ended early when some guy thought I was interfering with his sure thing. Apparently, Diane is a prick-tease and I’m just her pimp, well, enough said. We decided to leave that bar. We made the short trip back to Charing Cross only to find we had missed the train by a couple of minutes. It was something else to blame Diane for, if she hadn’t been wearing her heels, we would have got that train. She didn’t need convincing to pop down to the All Bar One in Villiers Street for half an hour while we waited for the next one.We went up to the bar and got a couple of glasses of non-descript red. I gave her the usual lecture about leading people on, and that one day she’d be in trouble, when she had too much to drink and she was suitably contrite. I didn’t really care, I loved to see her getting attention but still liked a bit of acknowledgement when she was in full flow. The illegal bahis bar was mostly empty. And we had edged away from the main area to a standing table without people. I was a bit bored.“Drop them on the floor”“What?”“Drop your knickers on the floor”Diane gave me her usual cheeky smile, and with a short pull through her skirt and a wriggle, that I love, her panties dropped to the top of her stilettos. I dropped to one knee under the pretence of tying my shoe laces and picked them up, I looked her straight in the eye when I pushed them to my face and then slipped them into my suit jacket pocket.Fuck! There was a lad, mid-twenties, 10 foot behind her. He must have seen, but he was not reacting. My heart skipped a beat. I stood up an pulled her close giving her a quick peck on the cheek.“What’s the matter?”“Nothing.”“Touch me then.” “I said touch me”I love it when she demands attention. Diane was oblivious to the guy behind her as I lifted the front illegal bahis siteleri of her skirt and slowly ran two fingers up the slit of her pussy, pushing slightly into her wetness and lingering on her clit. There was that smile again.“Hold that thought.” Pressing her fingers on my lips she walked away to the restroom. The lad was fucking smiling. Shit, he had seen. I decided to speak to him quickly and then return to our drinks. Diane was back with me within a few minutes, and asked how long we had before the train.“20 minutes, where were we?”I lifted the front of her skirt again and started playing slowly. I took her hand and pressed it on the bulge in my suit trousers.”I want that latter” she stated.Concentrating on her clit, I waited for her eyes to close before raising my left hand to the back of her head and letting my fingers slip into her hair, I gave her a passionate kiss. It was a sort of Judas Kiss and a signal to the unnamed canlı bahis siteleri man. I knew I would have to hold her to stop her reaction.“Look into my eyes.”“Why? What”Her initial reaction was to try and look, as his hands rested on her arse, but I stopped that. She looked worried, but slowly relaxed. As he slipped his fingers into her from behind she gasped and caught her breath.“Jack, what the fuck have you done?”“Fucking hell” he said. “We don’t need you to talk. Keep quiet or go.”He had now lifted her skirt, I’m not sure if the jewelled butt plug she had in, which had caused that reaction or the fact she had slightly spread her legs and pushed her arse toward him. I love looking at Diane when she’s having sex. I knew his cock was in her, and she was pushing off me, back into him.“You have five minutes.”He didn’t need half that time, quite pathetic really. As he backed off. I made sure Diane kept looking at me while he made his sheepish exit.She never knew what he looked like. She was hugely turned-on and a bit shocked. Which unfortunately changed into anger when she found out that I had given him her knickers when I had asked him to fuck her from behind. It was half of a matching set from La Perla.

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