A white rose

Simone hadn’t been on a date with a guy in a very long time.

She was excited at the thought and dressed provocatively, she picked out a lacy bustier which boosted her large breasts, she chose matching underwear she had not warn since she had swapped them with a female friend.  It had been late, they had been drinking and had gently started touching and exploring each other through their underwear in the corner of a dark room at a party, they were both so aroused and wet, they had the idea of secretly swapping their panties.

As she waited for her date, heart racing with nerves and excitement, playing with her drink, she sat back, opened her legs a little, her skirt and clothes were tight against her curves.  She was also getting admiring glances from a guy at the small Hotel bar, could he tell how aroused she was?  Looking down at her cocktail all she could think about was her girlfriend gently moving the wet gusset of her underwear with her finger to expose her clitoris and her tongue pushing hungrily against it and the absolute pleasure as a male guest had watched.

Her date was now late and the guy at the bar was watching her intently, hesmiled, she looked down again. She imagined him kissing the back of her neck, running his hands up and down her curves, gently rolling her skirt up, bending her across the table, his hands discovering the soaking wet panties she had shared.

Her date arrived, she stood up, guilty in her thoughts, they embraced what seemed for a long time, he smelled amazing, she could feel his hard body pushing against her, she looked over and smiled back at the guy at the bar and hoped he was the guest who had watched them.

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