“I’m so sorry, this is going to sound really cheeky, but I don’t have any money,” Lotty said, holding her hands up and giving a little twirl in front of the stranger to demonstrate that there really was nowhere in her outfit she could be hiding anything. “I don’t suppose you would buy me a drink would you?” She asked, putting her lips close to his ear again.
“Ummm, okay,” he answered, still not sure what was going on, but suspecting some sort of con or joke, “what would you like?” He asked in a very posh accent. Lotty told him and he waved the barmaid over ordering her a large vodka and coke.
“What’s your name?” Lotty asked as they waited.
“James,” he answered.
“Hi James, I’m Lotty,” she held her hand out to him and the stranger took it and held it for a moment. The barmaid placed Lotty’s drink nearby and James watched as Lotty picked it up, put the little black straw between her lips and sucked, then put it down again. They looked at each other for a moment and eventually Lotty spoke.
“Are you OK James? Am I annoying you, I’ll go away if you want?” she asked.
“Umm, no no, please stay,” he said, shaking himself as if from a dream, “I’m just wondering why a beautiful woman like you is talking to an old duffer like me?
“Maybe I like old duffers.” Lotty giggled, leaning close again. James was sat by the crowded bar, one arm resting on it, the other on his leg, his feet were on the stools footrest, his legs wide apart and Lotty was stood facing him between them, smiling and sucking on her straw. An impatient customer pushed their way to the bar and the crowd swayed into Lotty, pushing her onto the stranger. He gripped the bar, and placed his other hand in the small of Lotty’s back to steady her.
“Sorry,” she said, her face close to his, her hand on his shoulder.
“Do you?” James asked.
“Do I what?”
“Like old duffers?” he continued. Lotty was feeling tipsy and naughty by now, she could tell by his flushed face and the way he kept looking her up and down that he wanted her. Lotty smiled as she took another sip of her drink then put it back on the bar. She reach one hand behind her back and placed it on the arm the stranger still had wrapped around her. Then she pushed his arm down slowly, so that his open hand and wide spread fingers glided over her bottom and onto her bare thigh. Then she leaned her body against his and put her lips to his ear again.
“What do you think?” she whispered. His fingers closed around her thigh and moved up under the hem of Lotty’s dress. Her lips opened and she took the top of his ear between them, sucking on it gently.
“Oh fuck me.” the man whispered to himself.
“What right here, in front of everyone?” Lotty answered giggling naughtily. Her hand moved down his chest, over his round belly and pushed down between their close bodies onto the front of his trousers, she could feel him hard inside them already. Lotty looked around the crowded room, if she was careful no one would see, she pushed her other hand between them as well, finding and pulling down the strangers fly.
“Oh my god, this can’t be happening.” James gasped as Lotty pushed one slender hand into his trousers and wrapped her fingers around his hard thick shaft, teasing and easing it out. Even she hadn’t intended taking things this far, but once it got started she just went with it. She began stroking him, right there at the bar, as her tongue played over his ear. The strangers hand moved up and down on Lotty’s thigh, lifting her short tight dress higher and higher, at last his fingers found her panties and his other arm slid off the bar and between there bodies.
“No,” Lotty said catching his arm before his hand could push between her legs and guiding it round onto the back of her other leg. “Grope my ass,” she panted, then slid her free hand behind his neck and planted her soft wet lips firmly against his. He didn’t question it, and his broad hands quickly found their way under her dress and into her little white satin panties, his thick fingers pushing between her soft round cheeks as she stroked him faster and faster. Suddenly she felt him throbbing in her hand and a deep rumble of a groan building in his chest. His thick cock twitched and spurted in her fingers, filling her hand with his orgasm.
“ooh fuck, ooh fuck,” he gasped.
Lotty picked up her half full glass of Vodka and coke, and pushed it between them carefully. Her hand was fully of his sticky juice and she wiped her palm over the edge of the glass so the milky liquid ran inside. She stroked his cock as his erection eased, milking every last drop from him into her glass, then she raised it, giggling and swirling the two drinks together.
“What are you going to do with that now?” James asked breathlessly, relaxing his grip on Lotty’s ass just enough so she could pull away from him. She took the straw out and downed the contents of the glass in one go.
“Oh my god,” James gasped in amazement, “just when you think you’ve seen it all, fuck me!” he exclaimed.
“Maybe next time,” Lotty joked adjusting her panties through the stretch dress then pulling the dress further down her thighs again, “well, thanks for the drink James, but I really should go.” Lotty turned to leave but James grabbed her arm.
“No wait…” he urged breathlessly.
“You may want to tuck yourself in,” Lotty suggested, looking down at his dick pocking from his trousers. Then she turned and left as he put himself away. Lotty’s heart raced as she quickly made her way through the crowd. She was so excited, she couldn’t believe it was really her, doing these things, being so, so slutty. She had no idea what time it was, or where Mr Parkes was, or how she would get home, let alone explain any of this to her family. She stood lost in the crowd and at last realized how much trouble she was in. Suddenly Mr Parkes appeared beside her, took hold of her arm and led her forcefully from the bar. Lotty went with him, trotting beside him in her heels, trying to keep up, he seemed annoyed as he marched her along the pavement with the bag full of Lotty’s old clothes slapping against his leg.
“Were you watching?” Lotty panted eventually after wondering what was going on, he didn’t answer and didn’t stop, “Jonny, were you watching me?” He still didn’t answer. Lotty became angry herself, and stopped dead, yanking her arm from his hand, “You abandoned me.” she shouted tears welling up in her eyes, the fear and panic she had felt alone in the bar coming back to her, the unfairness of her treatment too much for her. “You play these games with me, and don’t tell me what to do, or not to do, I don’t know what I’m doing, I thought it was what you wanted.” she yelled, stood in the street with her fists clenched. He stood and watched her, no hint of emotion from him at all.
“Stop being so melodramatic,” he said eventually and moved close in front of her, “I was teasing you, and you showed me, that’s all.” He placed his hands carefully on her upper arms and looked her in the eye. “I didn’t think you were ready for what I had in mind, but now I see maybe you are. Do you want to take it further Lotty? Do you want me to take you home now, or are you hungry for more? I saw what you did with that drink.” Lotty looked away, too embarrassed to hold his stare. “Don’t get all coy on me now you little slut, yes I was watching, and yes I enjoyed it.” He took her hand and placed it on the front of his trousers, Lotty could feel his long hard cock snaking down the inside of his thigh. “I get a kick from watching you fuck my friends, or toss off strangers, especially when I make you do it.” His voice grew louder and Lotty became very aware of passers by noticing them. “Now I’m going to watch you suck off some more strangers, then I’m going to take you back to mine and fuck you senseless.” He declared, “There, I told you what to do, happy now?” And with that he turned and set off along the pavement again, with Lotty trotting along in tow.