Freshen up, before the fun begins

“Excuse me, while I go freshen up,” I whispered in his ear. I gave Jack a wink, and walked towards the bathroom. The bathroom was worse than the bar. It hadn’t been cleaned in months, and I could just imagine the diseases I would get from sitting on that toilet seat. No matter, I didn’t have to go anyway. I just wanted to give Jack a few minutes to do his magic.

I was so horny thinking about the evening to come that it took all of my will not to strip and finger myself right there. I took a look at myself in the mirror, admiring the gift I was about to give Jack. I was 24, but most guys I know said that I didn’t look a day over 19. I had what many described as a cute baby face- sky blue eyes, button nose, full lips. I had straight, dirty blond, shoulder length hair, which tonight I had pulled into 2 small pigtails.

Glancing down my long neck my eyes came to my ample breasts. 36C’s, all natural, with a buoyancy that made them stand out even without a bra. I unbuttoned my blouse, and pulled down the top of my push-up bra. I pinched and tweaked my pink nipples, causing them to harden to their ½ inch length. My nipples are very sensitive, and I can almost cum just from a guy sucking them. I pulled my bra back into place, making sure that it gave me lots of cleavage, and I buttoned my blouse. My stiff nipples were now clearly visible through my blouse.

I looked downward, past my flat stomach, to my black mini-skirt. I lifted the front of my skirt, and examined myself in the mirror. I could make out a slowly expanding wet spot at the front of my black satin panties, evidence of my heightened arousal. I pulled my panties aside. There, at the apex of my two long, smooth legs was my beautiful honey-pot. Dripping wet, and bald as the day I was born. I found that guys were really turned on by a shaved pussy. Personally, I thought it made me look like a pre-pubescent little girl with a hairless cunnie, but I must admit that it turned me on as well. I ran a finger between my folds, pulled it out, and brought it to my face. The smell was positively intoxicating. I stuck my finger in my mouth and licked the juices clean. Reaching back down with both hands, I pulled my pussy lips wide apart, and examined the pink flesh inside. With one finger, I gave a few quick rubs to my hooded clitoris, causing my legs to tremble.

I pulled my panties back into place, and turned around to fix the back of my thong. It was nestled comfortably between the cheeks of what has been described to me as a tight ass. Not too big, not too small, just nice and full and as smooth as... well, as smooth as a baby’s bottom. I fixed the back of my thong, briefly exposing my puckered anus. The one virgin hole on my body. I had thought about doing anal- hell, boyfriends had literally begged my to stick it up my ass. I just couldn’t get over the thought that it would be really painful. This was made clear to Jack as well, who let it drop after the first time he asked me.

I smoothed my skirt back in place, took a deep breath, and walked back into the bar. I walked past all of the drunks, who were again staring at me. I was certain that they could smell my arousal as I walked by. I certainly couldn’t get the smell out of my nose! I gave Jack a kiss on the cheek, and sat down next to him. He looked me in the eye, gave me a big smile, and said, “Drink up.”

I closed my eyes, trying to settle the nerves and doubts running through my mind. I looked back at him, gave him a coy smile, and whispered “I love you, sweetie.” I picked up the beer, took one last breath, and drank as much as I could. Within three of four shots, the beer glass was empty.