In all senses of the word she was gorgeous but was also an absolute bitch."What are you looking at you creepy nerd?" She demanded with superiority in ...er voice."Nothing you attention seeking whore" I immediately thought but instead managed to squeak out "Its nothing" instead."It better be nothing you geek!" Yelled Chase, her meat head boyfriend with his arm around her. Afraid of what would come next I scampered away into the solitude of my next class. The rest of the Friday passed without. Saturday nightIt is precisely 8:09pm. I know, because I am looking at my phone. The bar is busy, I'd bought a couple of drinks and been lucky to find a little table for two beside a pillar, and pulled the other close to mine. I'm probably using it as a bit of a shield. I hate sitting in bars on my own at the best of times and now I suddenly feel self-conscious, wondering who has noticed that I'm wearing thigh-high skirt with sheer black stockings held up by a sus belt, only the flimsiest. On the way there, she had taken off her bra and now her tight blouse provided a good nice view of her bare breasts. I even could notice her nipples had grown hard with excitement…My sensual wife was going to make this an interesting night. She sat at a bar stool close by so I could see as well as hear her. It was not long before a man sat close to her inviting a drink. They laughed and joked as they watched the topless female dancers on the bar stage in front of them. The man was giving Anita. I just thought "Oh goody, that tingly squeezy thing is going to happen". As things started getting more sensitive I forgot my little construction empire as I began to lose myself in those magical feelings coming from my special place, swaying and sliding back and forth along the rope, feeling every bump and twist of the rope gliding along my lips and inner legs over my shorts and leggings.At some point I relaxed back, putting more of my weight directly on my crotch and suddenly all those.