‘You?’ I uncrossed and crossed my legs, ‘headed to DC in the morning. Just crashing here so I don’t miss my flight.’ He took notice of the ...bottle in my hand, ‘you starting the party early tonight huh?’ I gave him a devilish smirk and giggled, not taking my eyes off his, ‘It’s not a party till there’s two people.’ I tilted my head from resting on my left shoulder to my right, never breaking eye contact. The man chuckled and looked down at the floor, then back up at me. He lifted his left hand,. I quickly looked around to see if anyone was looking as I felt rather foolish, not necessarily because the bartender had just flashed me, but rather because I realized that I was sitting there absentmindedly rubbing my own hard cock through my jeans. I knew that the waitress had seen me by the smirk on her face, but no one else seemed to be looking my way, nor could anyone see me clearly how my table was situated.I sat there for a while, sipping on my beer trying to figure out what I should do.. " I pull up a stool and begin. She is screaming into her gag. Her ass is red and must feel as if it is on fire. I stand and look her in the face. "Are you learning not to text?" Through muffled cries, she's trying to say "yes, yes, yes". "Good, but we are not done yet."I hold up the next implement. Its a wooden paddle with holes in it, like a sorority paddle. I take aim and begin. Throughout the whole time Sable is balling her eyes out. I stop and come to face her. "I think you are learning?". The sales woman was having quite a good time watching the two of us, I caught her laughing several times. After about ten minutes Alexis came through the door with the dress on, I was floored. She was beyond beautiful, she was exquisite. Even the sales woman had to do a double take. The dress fit her like a glove, every lovely curve falling perfectly into place. The olive complexion, the straight black silky hair and her bright green eyes complimented the dress so well.“We’ll take it.” I told.