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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.

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

Miranda was making out with Rob, and stroking his cock under the table. There were probably people in the bar who couldn't see what was happening, but not many. The only hope there was for privacy was that people would be too self-absorbed to notice. It wasn't much to hope for. Her eyes were closed, and she imagined all eyes were on them. What would people think of her?

Then he curled his finger just right and she practically jumped out of the seat. Her whole body tensed, and her pussy clenched on his finger. She gasped, and broke the kiss for a moment. Her eyes jumped across the room to Jack. She caught his eye, and then Rob's finger found it again. Her eyes rolled back for a moment, and she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Right there," she whispered.

She looked at Jack again. Was this what he wanted? Was it going too far? Did he really expect her to have another man's cock in her hand? She wanted to stop time, so she could go ask him if it was alright. He had said hall pass, and anything was ok as long as she didn't leave with the guy, but had he been expecting this? She sure hadn't. Making out with this guy she'd just met in a bar was, frankly, amazing. It was exciting in a way she had never really imagined before. But it wasn't worth losing Jack.

"Wait," she said in Rob's ear. "Just... slow down."

 

[M4bloke]

Rob could see the effect he was having on Miranda and when his finger found the spot he felt her body shudder..

What Miranda didn’t know was the effect she was having on him. He was hard now and the constant squeeze and release, squeeze and release of her hand on his cock was like she was trying to milk him. The impact of which was as exhilarating as the impact he was having on Miranda

"Wait," she said in Rob's ear. "Just... slow down."

But Rob was too far gone and had passed the point of no return . He pulled his hand out of Miranda’s pussy then grabbed her wrist and forced her to keep hold of his cock as his cum began to dribble out in thick dollops, coating her fingers with his seed.

***

Jack had watched it all happen and the more he watched, the more he had wanted to join in. He was desperate to feel Miranda’s hand around his own cock while she tugged at Rob’s at the same time.

But then, unexpectedly, it all came to an abrupt end. Jack watched as the look on Robs face changed first to relief and then to embarrassment and immediately knew what had happened.

He was aware he had to act for Miranda’s sake and so he got up and walked over to where the couple were sitting. Taking his trucker cap off he addressed Rob first

“You don’t look so cocky now,” he told the young man chuckling. “But thank you all the same. You proved a concept and made a fantasy a reality.”

Then, looking at at Miranda he told her

“I couldn’t love you any more than I do now. You were amazing.”

Jack the reached over and gave her a very public kiss, then when he was finished he left, telling Miranda

I’ll let you say your goodbyes and I’ll be in the car when you’re ready.”

****

“That’s your dad, isn’t it,” Rob stammered after Jack had left.

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

"Slow down," she said. And he did. At least, she thought he did when he pulled his fingers out of her pussy, leaving her desperately close to climaxing. Her own fingers relaxed their grip on his cock, but then he grabbed her wrist. Her eyes widened in surprise. He wasn't going to let her stop jerking him off. There was a moment of fear, and then she felt it. His cock pulsed in her hand.

Fear turned to astonishment. Two minutes ago, he hadn't even been all the way hard. He couldn't be cumming already, could he? She looked at him, and he had that petite mort look on his face. A moment later, she felt his cum sliding over her fingers. His expression changed from bliss to embarrassment, but he kept his hand on her wrist. He moved her hand up and down his cock as he came. A pretty good amount, too.

She didn't know what to do. The little drink napkins weren't going to clean up the mess. She was sort of trapped in the booth. Her hand was pretty well covered and he still hadn't let go. Was he going to be pissed? Was he going to try to finish her now?

Then Jack was there. God, it was hard not to laugh at the look on Rob's face as Jack spoke to him. She felt a little bad for him. The whole thing had been pretty public, and if this was his regular spot, he wouldn't put it behind him for a long time. But it had been him. He had pulled his dick out and put it in her hand.

Then Jack told her he loved her. He kissed her, deeply, passionately, possessively. Then he left.

"Wait!" she called. Then to Rob, "Move!"

She pushed the table back and slid past him, doing her best not to get his cum on her dress. She hadn't even touched her wine.

"Sorry," she said to him, wiping the worst of the cum off on his pants. She straightened her dress with her clean hand, and hurried out the door.

She caught up to Jack at the car and held up the keys like a prize. She put them in his hand, and then she pulled his head down to kiss him. Just as deep, just as passionate, and his, more than ever.

"Take me home," she whispered. "I need you so bad."

 

[M4bloke]

Jack drove the Porsche home with some urgency but not so fast as to attract the attention of the police. To be stopped by them was the last thing he wanted.

As they made their way back he reached over and fingered Miranda’s pussy. Only minutes earlier she’d had Rob’s fingers inside her and he was so turned on by thought.

When they got home they almost ran to the bedroom and, when they’d made it, Jack pushed Miranda onto the bed and climbed on top of her, without stopping to take off her dress.

He then ravaged her like an animal, tearing at the flimsy material that covered her breasts until it gave up and released them. Once free’d he gorged himself on her nipples until they were hard, before finally pulling his jeans down to his knees and sinking his cock into her succulent pussy, missionary style.

Age was a double edged sword. His refractory period was nothing like it used to be but then he didn’t cum as quickly either. And so he fucked Miranda for all he was worth, conscious of the fact that he wanted to make up for Jack’s premature ejaculation while showing her just how much she’d excited him.

Missionary allowed for plenty of kissing and he made sure he lasted sufficient time to see her satisfied. But, when the time came, he flipped Miranda over, pulled up her hips and did her doggy fashion until he emptied his load deep inside her. The release was amazing. Then, afterwards he lay her down and wrapped his arms around her.

I’ve never felt so alive as I did tonight,” he whispered to her. “Thank you.”