I began to read the article, glancing up occasionally to check out the dreamboat, it was fascinating stuff. Sex in car parks, sex with strangers, voyeurism, masturbation, group sex, I started to feel that familiar warmth between my legs, it was turning me on to read about Kathy 43 from Gloucester who went outdoor fun regularly with her husband Gary because Gary liked to watch her being touched by strangers. I almost came when I read about Tina 29 from Colchester who liked going outdoor fun by herself when her ‘old man’ was working nights because she liked to feel ‘wanted’ even though it invariably ended up with her being fucked by several different men in an evening! Now I was horny. I looked up at the man in front of me and wondered what he was thinking, I also wondered what his cock would look like hard and erect in front of my face. With that thought in mind I casually uncrossed my legs and shuffled a bit in my seat as if to get comfortable but really to make my skirt rise up my thighs a bit to reveal the tops of my hold ups and to attract his attention. Sure enough he looked over at me quickly and his eyes hovered briefly on the hem of my skirt. I pretended not to notice and, whilst appearing to be avidly reading my mag’ I allowed my legs to fall apart slightly, I knew that he would be able to see the crotch of my white panties and I wanted that! With the combination of the article and the fact that I was blatantly exposing myself to a stranger I could feel my pussy lips puffing up and getting wetter and wetter, I needed to touch myself or be touched. I crossed and uncrossed my legs a couple more times both to allow the stranger more and more glimpses of my panties and also to give my pussy some much needed friction and then I made a decision. I stood up, “ excuse me, I said to the stranger, would you mind keeping an eye on my bag for me I need the loo?! “
“ No worries” he replied and smiled at me, I smiled back flirtatiously and said “ Thanks “ and slowly, making sure that I wiggled my arse as seductively as possible made my way to the toilet. No queue and no one inside thank god! As soon as I locked the door I pulled my skirt up to my waist and, leaning against the sink with my legs apart and my feet on the toilet seat proceeded to pull the gusset of my thong to one side and slip two fingers into my very hot and very wet pussy and rub myself hard. I came almost immediately I was so turned on by what I had read, the thoughts it had given me and by displaying myself to the man opposite but it wasn’t enough. I bent down and removed my thong, which I dropped into the rubbish bin (some lucky cleaning operative would find them later probably still wet at the crotch! Might make his evening!! ) And, smoothing my skirt back down I flushed the toilet and, leaving the cubicle made my way back to my seat. Now we’ll see what he’s made of I thought smiling to myself!
I smiled at the stranger by way of a thank you for looking after my bag and settled myself back down into my chair, once again crossing my right leg over my left one and picked up my magazine. My eyes flickered over the pages for a couple of minutes not really taking anything in and then I made my move! Uncrossing my legs slowly I twisted slightly in my seat and, with both feet, encased as they were in my black high heeled Jimmy Choos, firmly on the floor I allowed my thighs to part so that the stranger, if he chose to look would be able to see right up to my now naked cunt!
