Spontaneous - the bar ( part one )

We sit at the bar...
your hand in my lap...
rubbing the fabric...
that covers my erection.

My hand...
under your skirt...
playing with you...
your wetness coating my fingers.

The lust is obvious in our eyes...
as we stare at each other...
craving...
desiring...
to be touched by the other.

A young girl walks by...
she catches your eye...
you squeeze me...
my fingers feel the increase of your heat.

You wink at me...
bring your lips to my ear...
" Give me a few minutes "
you whisper.

You rise from your bar stool...
my hand free from you...
you take my fingers...
bring them to your lips...
licking your juices.

I watch as you approach the girl's table...
she is alone...
I can see her look at you...
admiring your body...
and I see the lust in her eyes...