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I had popped to the shops for some bits and pieces and heard someone say my name …. I turned around to see an old school friend ‘Simon’ After a really quick “how have you been, what you doing now ?” sort of chat, we agreed to catch up for a coffee later on.
Two hours later, I walked into the coffee shop and saw him sitting next to a really attractive blonde (no idea who she was at this point),
I walked over, said hi and he introduced ‘Jo’ (his partner). I jokingly said “you’re punching above your weight there mate” they laughed, I went to go and order a coffee and five minutes later, I was sitting opposite Simon and Jo talking about the crazy shit we used to get up to at school (it had been 10 years previous and seemed more fun when we recounted our memories).
Jo was pleasant, quiet but asking the odd question about our stories but in reality, I was enthralled with her – she was stunning. I asked how they had met and they both sort of dodged the question, just gave a bit of a vague answer and then carried on with our ‘war stories from school’
At some point, I felt someone’s leg against mine and thought nothing of it until it became obviously not an accident. At first I though it was Simon (and my mind started racing through ways of telling him that wasn’t my thing, without being cruel – he was an old friend!)
I saw him smirking and was about to just confront him there and then when I glanced at a small wooly stockinged foot next to me on the bench seat …… it was Jo’s foot ….. no shoe and quite obviously pushing gently against the outside of my thigh.
Oh…… geez. Now what do I do or say ? I was trying to keep talking as if everything was normal whilst simultaneously really enjoying it but feeling very awkward.
Simon leaned over the table slightly and said “it’s OK, she likes you – quite a lot, don’t worry, she loves teasing my mates” Right, this is just her winding him up then – I was OK with that as it was nice….. and a bit of an ego boost too.
Simon offered to go and get us all another drink and as he left, Jo smiled, leaned across and blatantly asked if I thought she was sexy. What could I say ? Honesty being the best policy I answered “Yes, sexy as hell” and laughed (a bit nervously). She laughed, leaned back again and said “just wait !” With that, she stood up, said she was going to the bathroom and walked off. I will admit to admiring her bum as she walked to the back of the shop.
Simon came back with a tray of drinks and asked if Jo had gone to the bathroom, I said yes and he just smirked. I thought nothing of it.
I had hardly stirred the sugar in my coffee before Jo returned and sat down again. Something looked different but it didn’t really register in my mind (at that point) and Simon was.moaning about the noise of some teenagers at the front of the shop.
Thirty seconds later, two things occurred to me at the same time – the first was that Jo had her foot pressing against the inside of my thigh, and secondly, she was barefoot.
Oh my God…… I could see her foot against my thigh (bright red nail polish too), and the impish grin on her face – she was enjoying this ! She turned to Simon and whispered something to him and he chuckled, then looked at me and said “Yeah she likes you, quite a lot” then did that nodding your head and looking at the table kind of thing. I had no idea what he meant but completely forgot about everything as I felt Jo’s foot slide further up my leg and onto my crotch. Two things happened – I started blushing, and I started getting hard.
“Oooh hello naughty” Jo said to me as she pushed her foot against my now throbbing cock. Simon leaned forward slightly and said “she’s taken her knickers off, she just told me. You might want to check, if she made the effort, you should at least let her know that you know”
My mind was racing, what the hell was going on ?
I slid forward in my seat slightly so that I could glance under the table, and saw Jo,s foot, bare legs but not much more. Jo said “look a bit harder” Simon laughed a little and I slid a bit further down the seat to see Jo moving her knees apart to expose and very smooth pussy. Oh Christ, what’s happening here ?
I sat up a bit and just mumbled something like “that’s lovely” or something stupid – my brain wasn’t taking this in and working properly.
Jo and Simon both smiled, then Jo moved her foot, shuffled and stood up …… stepped around the table and sat next to me. I thought maybe she was going to do the same to Simon, but she turned to me, took.my hand and whispered.in my ear “I’m so wet, feel” and placed.my hand on her thigh. Whilst watching what everyone else was doing at the other tables (I was scared someone might have seen something), I slowly slid my hand up her leg, under her skirt until I could.feel the heat, then the warn wetness. She moaned ever so slightly and pushed herself forward towards my hand. This was crazy, I had my hand up her skirt, in a coffee shop, opposite her partner.
Simon said “I’ll grab the car and meet you out front in a couple of minutes, OK ?”
She said sure and pulled her skirt straight and said “here carry this for me will you ?” And handed me a shopping bag….. and I understood why – I had a raging erection.
I followed her out of the shop and over to the carpark where Simon was sitting in the car.
Part two will.follow in comments.