I came across a quaint drinking establishment nestled away in a side street and decided to go in and partake of a large foaming ale.The place was set ...p deliberately rustic; plenty of rough grained wood, plain iron framed tables and old fashioned Guinness pictures and the like adorning the wall. I ordered a pint of lager from the attractive barmaid and sat at the bar to drink it. As I drank, the young lady behind the bar started to make conversation with me, and it turned out she was originally. You answer "Sorry, I'm having dinner with my colleagues". "Oh, OK I reply", thinking that is that, this girl just wanted a chat."But maybe later, how about we have a drink?" you ask me, "How about 10pm up here?". I pause thinking there is no way this is happening... "Sure, sounds good" I somehow manage to reply.The evening passes. Figuring I've probably only got one shot at this, I dress in a suit - nicely cut pants and a jacket. No tie, so as not to look like I'm trying too hard. 10pm arrives. Its weird how we had made this mutual, unspoken, agreement that each of us would remain anonymous so I did not turn around. I accidently dropped my phone off the bar I decided to make the most of it so I bent over slowly to pick it up knowing that a little half naked butt and pink panties were more easily visible to him and deliberately backed up a step to bump into him. I then went back and stood at the bar. I needed to go to the bathroom really bad…so I had a crazy idea… I turned around and. With each movement she slowed down a little as her body and mind became more and more relaxed. She unclasped her belt and unbuttoned her slacks, pushing them over her narrow hips and exposing a blue thong underneath. It was clearly expensive, with fine lace across the waist and down the front. Nicole isn’t more of an exhibitionist than her sister, but she’s less concerned with what other people see–perhaps because she’s more naturally beautiful. I knew that she wore thongs almost exclusively,.