The drinks sent from other tables were accepted. Anyone else in the bar would not have wondered long why all these men were fawning over her. You woul... never know that this sultry beauty was the mother of three. Nicole’s long curls framed a beautiful face. The incredible eyes and full lips turned every head in the room. She had a way of making traditional business attire seem hot. The skirt while not ridiculously short, rode up her trim thighs quite nicely as she sat on the barstool. Her deep. “Well a beautiful one anyway” I mumbled embarrassedly.She held the jogging bottoms up assessing whether they would fit me and nodded to herself that they would. I hoped so as well.I could not take my eyes from her black silk knickers nestled between her thighs.“Well” she said, “I cannot wear these black panties with this skirt can I?”“Well of course not!” I furthered.With that she stood up and slipped them down her legs…I could not help but stare at her half naked body and admire her neatly. "Jen, this is Frank Elliot, a good friend of mine," said Charlie. Frank stuck out his handand said, "Nice to meet you, Charlie said some good things about you!" Shaking Franks hand,Jenny couldn't help but notice the jumbo set of genitals that hung between his thighs, and whenFrank and Charlie both saw her peeking, Charlie winked at Jenny and excused himself to go tothe john. Frank and Jenny then stood talking, she in her dress and him totally naked. As theytalked, Frank's cock began to slowly. First, a pair of pink boots slipped out into the snow, followed by a pair of white tights that hugged my sexy legs like a second skin. My jacket was pink too, with white fur around the edges, framing the ample swell of my breasts as I leaned out into the cold air. By the time I looked up to reveal my blushing face, he was already poking his head outside the lobby doors."Get your pretty little ass inside," he laughed, "so I can warm it up with a few good spankings." Yes, Sir!" Giggling, I.