My cock was getting hard now. I commanded her: “Pull each strap off your shoulder, let your nipples show and walk by the bar to the ladies room. Do ...not look at the men at the bar, just ignore them and look straight ahead BUT DO NOT COVER YOUR BREAST.S WITH YOUR HANDS.” Moni bent her head down, but did as I commanded.The men whistled and commented lewdly to her as she walked both ways. When she got back to the table, I had her sit on the outside of the booth facing the bar. I told her to open. The front door tended to swing closed so I needed to hold it open with my back against it to be able to interact with him. Making a nonsensical remark about the door seemed to retrieve his attention and he responded with a cheeky comment about the chilly evening. Nevertheless I was delighted to see that he was unable to stop his eyes wandering down to the openness of my robe and I dared to look down to see the soft curves of partially covered breasts and feigned embarrassment. As I moved. The littlest part of her pussy was noticeable, an arousing scene for me to behold and I could only think rapidly as to what it would look like with an unobstructed view!My look-over complete (a thing that seamed to me to have taken all night), I gazed back into her face. With a even wider smile now, she turned off the shower, and stepped out of the shower, nude and wet, the water trickling down the sides of her chest and around the curves of her thighs. As she stood, the water droplets began to. I’d been to several of their dinner parties, and had enjoyed the company of Mark and Jenny, and of the various women that they had invited to make up the numbers for me. They had always been a bit younger than me, nicely behaved, and I had dated one or two afterwards, but nothing had come of it. There had been a very tastyone though, Serena, who had refused my invitation to dinner on our own, who I had fancied a lot. I think that this latest invitation was another attempt by my friends to, as.