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Darkening the doorway as she let her eyes adjust, Gracie took in the bar that she was entering. At the bar to her left was a young couple lost in each other. Down at the other end of the bar was a nice-looking woman; mid-twenties, she surmised. Along the tables to her right was a group of men talking about the upcoming Super Bowl. Too much testosterone there, she thought.She stood in the door with the sun at her back. In the transparent low cut top she was wearing, anyone from the inside could see the silhouette of her body, though her breasts were in the shadow she was casting. Her short skirt came mid to high thigh, and her three-inch heels closed out her look; she was on a mission. At 5’4” tall, 120 pounds, and 36D-cup breasts, she was a head-turner. Her blue eyes and frosted brunette hair cut to the neck finished off a beautiful package.The cut in her loose-fitting blouse, nearly to her navel, did little to hide her breasts. What was covered was clearly visible through the material. Her erect, studded nipples were clearly on display.After scanning the room, she locked on the woman at the end of the bar. She was, after beşevler escort all, perfect for the task that Daddy had given her. Remembering the message she received earlier from him, she slowly walked toward the good looking blonde woman.The message had read:You are to go to Frank’s Hangout and start a conversation with a woman of your choosing. You are to seduce this woman and go with whatever direction this effort takes you. Dress so there is no doubt about your intentions.What is he thinking!? I’ve never been with a woman! And why did I respond with “Yes Daddy”?’she asked herself.The woman looked to be about her size and had what looked to be very nice C-cup breasts.Candy was enjoying a vodka tonic after a long day at work. She didn’t usually stop here during the week because of work but this evening she decided she needed to unwind. She was halfway through her cocktail when a woman entered the bar and stood in the doorway surveying the room. Nice figure, she thought, wish she would get out of the sun so I could get a good look at her.Candy was single and it had cebeci escort been a while since she had been with anyone intimately. That was part of her need to unwind…she needed something more than her dildo, and she needed it soon. Being wound too tight was starting to show. As the woman in the doorway began to move her way, she could see that her top was very low-cut and transparent. Candy could not help but stare at the woman’s large breasts with pierced nipples clearly visible as she approached her. Damn, those tits are gorgeous! she thought.Candy was for the most part straight but was always open for a little pussy action if it came up, and this looked good so far. The nervous smile the woman gave her made her take a deep breath and she felt her pussy tingle…But why? she wondered.Pointing to the barstool next to her, “Hi, can I sit here with you?” Gracie asked.“Uh…sure!” Candy answered. Candy’s eyes bulged out as Gracie moved onto the barstool. Her top was loose and her tit came into full view as she sat down.“Oops!” Gracie blushed, pulling her blouse back over kolej escort her breast. “Sorry about that, I’m Gracie,” she said, extending her hand.“Candy,” she replied as she gently took her hand. “I love your tits, I mean top!” Candy stammered. Through a shy smile, “Well, thank you, that was the plan,” Gracie answered.The bartender came up and Gracie ordered a Crown and Diet Coke, double, tall. “And bring another for my new friend too, please.”Gracie glanced down at Candy’s legs, noticing her skirt had ridden up above the top of her stockings. Sexy, she thought. “I like your stockings, Candy, and your legs are beautiful too!” she managed to get out without stuttering.“Thanks!” Candy said, smiling. “I hate full nylons.”“Me too, girl! Thigh-highs are so much more comfortable and I feel sexy in them,” Gracie said as she ran her finger along the top band of Candy’s stocking, looking her in the eye as she did. “Is this OK? I mean, do you mind me touching you like this?” Candy’s pussy started flowing into her white lace thong.“No, I like how that feels. What’s going on here, Gracie?”The bartender brought their drinks and set them in front of the ladies. She smiled, taking in Gracie’s tits and noticed her hand high on Candy’s thigh. Damn, I’d like to be on that side of the bar right now, she thought as she felt her pussy tingle. Smiling at Gracie, she pushed her drink to her. “Nice tits, maybe I can see them up close sometime,” she said, then walked away.
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