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[fellatrixlestrange]

Miranda bit her lip when she heard the frustration in Jack's voice. She hoped she hadn't screwed up. She loved how hot he was for her, but she couldn't cum and then walk into a bar to meet Rob. She had to have her shit a little bit together, and her brain was dangerously close to clocking out for the night. She wanted to ask Jack to stay, to tell him that she was going to make it up to him when they got home, but she needed a moment, and he wanted to be in the bar before Rob got there.

When she saw him walking towards the bar, a touch of annoyance hit her. Here she was, sitting in the car, waiting for Rob to get there, and feeling guilty, when this was all Jack's idea! What right did he have to be frustrated? At the same time, his frustration was kind of nice. He still wanted her enough to get irritated that she told him to back off.

Then the wait. She was so horny, all she could think about was playing with her pussy, but she didn't dare. Her mind spun around that for a while, and then she took out her phone. She watched random cat videos to calm herself down, and when the phone pinged, she distracted enough to ignore it for a minute.

Then she remembered why she was waiting in the car, and she checked it. Jack. Rob was there. She got out of the car and started to hurry towards the bar. Then she realized she had been so excited she left the keys in the ignition, and she hurried back to get them.

She was breathless and flustered by the time she opened the door, and stood there in her tight, tiny dress, breathing hard, deer-in-headlights expression on her face. She saw Jack sitting at the bar and relaxed a little, but she didn't let her eyes linger. There were too many people looking at her. Rob had chosen a spot far from the bar and far from the door, and as soon as she saw him, she made a bee line for him. She had to weave around a few other customers and nearly collided with a waitress.

She was nervous, feeling too exposed in her dress, and Rob was not Jack. He was an unknown, but when she got to him, she was no longer alone. She might look like an engraved invitation to fuck, but at least now everyone in the bar would think they knew who the invitation was for. It wasn't open season anymore.

 

[M4bloke]

Rob and half the male population of the bar couldn't help but notice Miranda when she walked in. Rob got a kick out of knowing that all those guys would be thinking what a lucky so and so he was and wondering why they couldn't sweet talk a girl like her into going out for a drink with them.

The truth was he'd always had a gift when it came to women. Looking good was only half of it, knowing how to talk to them was what got them into bed.

He stood up as she approached the alcove and embraced her politely then made space for her to sit further into it, guiding her with a hand on her waist. He couldn't help but admire her breasts as she sat down. What a rack, and it was barely concealed by her dress. He wondered what she looked like naked and felt sure that in an hour or so, with a bit of luck he'd be finding out. Girls never came to the bar unless they were up for it. But then even if Miranda bailed there was always the waitress. She was keen on him and up for anything. But he'd had her before and Rob was mainly about new conquests these days.

"I got you a glass of wine, although I'm afraid its not Pinot Grigio," he told Miranda apologetically. "The choice here is red or white I'm afraid."

It was an innocent enough one liner but he could see she was a bit nervous

"So you managed to get rid of the old man?" he continued and as he did a let his hand brush against her thigh.

***

Jack watched from the other side of the bar. He could just make out Rob's hand under the table as it stroked MIranda's thigh. Fifteen minutes earlier his hand had been there and thinking about that gave him such a hard on. He willed Miranda to reciprocate, he wanted to see her playing with another guy. But he was helpless to do anything other than observe.

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

Miranda stood stiffly as Rob greeted her with a little hug. He guided her into the same side of the booth as he was sitting in. He sat beside her. They were facing the bar, and she could see Jack watching from the corner of his eye. She felt more secure knowing he was there. Nothing too bad could happen to her with him watching over her, so she turned to Rob, smiling.

"You got white," she said when the waitress delivered her drink. "You made the right call."

She felt his hand caress her thigh as he asked about her old man. She squirmed in her seat.

"Old man?" she said, her head spinning with excitement. Rob was not wasting any time. Under the table, her thighs opened into a little V, allowing him access. Her dress was so short, she knew half the bar could see her panties if they looked this way. She babbled inanely. "Oh... my dad? Yeah. I mean, I didn't get rid of him. He took off after dinner. I told him I was meeting s someone."

Her eyes met Jack's for the briefest moment. Could he see her opening her legs? Could he guess how wet she was? He had been fingering her a little while ago. He must know. There was a heat in his eyes. This was what he wanted, she remembered. He gave her a pass on anything that happened here. In the bar. She bit her lip, nervously. She wanted to see if he was serious, so she put her hand on Rob's crotch.

 

[M4bloke]

Rob was encouraged by the way Miranda opened her legs for him and managed prise them open a little further before pulling her panties to one side and fingering her pussy. It wasn't the first time he'd done this in the bar and he knew the waitress would be watching along with perhaps a couple of the other patrons who'd witnessed similar shows before. There was a guy on one of the stools, in jeans, a sweat top and a back to front Truckers hat who'd certainly clocked the action and so Rob made sure to give the loser a front row seat to the spectacle. The guy had no chance of fingering such a succulent young thing and Rob couldn't help showing off.

Any lingering doubts that Miranda was up for it, disappeared totaly when he felt her put her hand on his crotch. Rob quickly undid his button fly, adjusted his briefs and pushed Miranda's hand onto his now semi erect cock, forcing her to wrap her fingers around it.

"Good girl," he told Miranda. "Now why don't you acquaint yourself with Mr, Happy, because he's very keen to get to know you."

With that Rob pushed two fingers into Miranda's pussy and began to twist them round inside her.

He saw the guy in the Trucker's hat staring intently at them now and Rob gave him a knowing wink then turned to Miranda.

"Look at the old guy watching us," he told her. "Give the poor loser a smile. He'll be wanking over this later."

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

Miranda's eyes opened wide when Rob tugged her panties to the side and slide his finger in her. Like Jack a little while ago, her found her sopping wet, tight with excitement. Her head tipped back and she did her best not to moan out loud. She bit it back, and reminded herself Jack was watching. She looked at Rob, who was distracted by tugging his fly open. He pushed her hand inside to give her access to his half hard cock.

If she hadn't been so turned on, he would have been wearing her glass of wine, but she couldn't bring herself to resist him. No, her fingers closed around him and she started rubbing him slowly coaxing him to hardness.

The way he spoke to her then. Good girl. Mr Happy. It was embarrassing. Having spent the last year with an older man, she found him crude and a little obnoxious. If his cock had been hard, she wouldn't have minded, but it seemed like he was in an awful hurry to get something started that he wasn't even ready for.

His fingers slid in and started twisting, like he was hunting for the g spot.

Then he pointed out Jack. He obviously didn't recognize him, but still. It was a little too close for comfort.

"Did you ask me here to upset your ex boyfriend?" she whispered to him. "Or maybe your dick would be hard if you were thinking less about other dudes' dicks?"

She pulled his face towards her to kiss him.

 

[M4bloke]

At first, Jack thought he'd been made, but then he realised that Rob had no idea who he was, the guy just liked playing to an audience. In fact it felt like Rob was putting on a show especially for him.

Jack watched as Miranda parted her legs for Rob then allowed him to prise them further apart and slip a couple of fingers into her. The sight made him both hard and proud of his girl.

What came next surprised him though. He hadn't expected Rob to unbutton his fly and fish out his cock, but he watched transfixed as Rob guided Miranda's hand onto him and she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began to stroke it.

Rob gave Jack a wink then turned to Miranda and pointed him out to her. Jack had so wanted Miranda to look him in the eye and give him a secret smile. Something to say that she was enjoying herself but hadn't forgotten about him. Something to say that they were in this together. and that she was doing this for him too. But she just looked away and began to kiss Rob instead. Jack felt a wave of disappointment and self doubt sweep over him.

***

Things had been going pretty well with Miranda until Rob had suggested to her that she give the guy in the trucker hat a smile. She must have known guys were watching them and she'd seemed ok with it, but then she seemed to turn on him, saying something about him being gay. What was more odd was that, after she’d said it, she gave him a very public kiss.

Rob dismissed the insult as just a kinky tease and while the two of them swapped tongues, he continued to finger her. She'd made some comment about him having a soft dick but Miranda still had her hand wrapped around it and he was getting harder with every stroke. He pulled his jeans down an inch to allow her to stroke it fully and give the guy in trucker cap a good view of her working his stiffening cock. Then he put all his focus into fingering Miranda. His hand was right up inside her, in the general location of Miranda's G-spot. He crooked his forefinger and got to work on her.