Fingerfucked on the bench.

As Josh waited in his seat, he looked up to see Veronica sidle back.

Placing the bill on the table, she placed another hand on her hip and looked at him knowingly. "Well?"

Josh just smirked and pulled out ten bucks. Veronica raised a brow as he wagged it in the air. "Ten. If, you give me your phone number and pictures of your tits." Josh gave the bill one final wag. "This is yours."

The redheaded waitress looked at Josh with an inscrutable gaze for a second, before breaking out into a smile.

A few minutes later, Josh was heading out with a hot woman's phone contact info in his phonebook. All because he was un-subtle about where his eyes had gone: straight to her boobs. One thing led to another in this world.

Thinking about going home, Josh sat on a bench, and decided to call up a cab.

As he waited, a lady in a two-piece dress walked up and sat on the other side. Josh darted a glance in her direction and gulped. Another pretty woman. He wondered...

Screw it.

Sliding over to her, he didn't bother saying anything as he pushed his hand against her right tit and squeezed.

Her eyes went up from the phone in her hands, and when she saw where his hand was, she smiled. "You bastard," she laughed, pushing him away. However, Josh kept his grip on her soft breast, massaging it with the attention only a salacious man could afford. Then he brought his other hand and stuck it into the valley between her legs, finding her cunt and rolling her fingertips against the fabric. He watched the woman's brow converge as he moved faster and faster. She struggled against him but to no avail as he moved up from the bench and pushed himself upon her, letting his hand ride her pussy and **** her nipple without cease.

Finally, after a few minutes of this that seemed to go on for much longer, she came, her mouth releasing a shudder of a moan. Apparently she was quite moist as Josh removed his hand from between her tightened legs to feel the wetness upon them.

Just then, two voices behind them interrupted the pair's escapade with a chuckle.

"Haha, girl, he totally got you!"

"Way to go man!"

Josh's haze was lifted and he realized what he had just done. The young woman before him was panting, her eyes half-closed. But below her nose was a slight smile as she stared at Josh, then through him, before he realized she wasn't looking at him but the people behind him. He turned. A couple holding hands were grinning at them.

"Not bad, mister," the other woman bit her lip. "You went at her pretty hard there."

A nudge drew Josh's attention from her to the man with which her hand was intertwined. "I would have totally made her cum even faster if that were me, though."

This elicited a scoff from the woman next to him, and the two entered a lighthearted scuffle. Meanwhile, the woman on the bench laughed along with them and Josh looked at her phone to see her typing on Twitter that she just got finger **** by a stranger on the bench. "Damn, haha!" was added at the end, with an 'xP' emoji.

A few seconds later, Josh's cab arrived. When he'd finished saying goodbye to the trio, he was staring out the window of his cab in incredulity -- but once again incredibly hard and amused, once again in awe of the power he had at hand. He felt his phone through his pocket. Maybe, it was worth giving it another go.