After inadvertently flashing the two men at the elevator, Jenn had been unable to concentrate on hanging out with her friends – really coworkers attending the conference with her. The talk, griping about work, supervisors and spouses, was all the same talk they had back home.
Jenn’s mind had kept wandering back to the elevator, to the looks the two men had given her as she stood there, bottomless. She couldn’t shake the idea that Dan would love to hear about it, would probably ask why she hadn’t fucked one of them. She thought about the second man, the long, hungry look he had given her, and wondered what she would have said, what she would have done, if he’d propositioned her.
Finally, distracted from the banal chatter, she’d gotten up and gone over to the bar. Sitting at a bar stool, she’d felt her slinky black rise wickedly higher, felt the cool air teasing her naked thighs, and wondered how many of the guys were trying to peek up her skirt. That idea had started another wicked thought that grew in her mind until she had finally decided to give into it.
As nonchalantly as possible, she’d taken out her phone, held it down by her knees and spread her legs. A quick click, and she’d taken a picture of her exposed pussy in a bar full of men, a picture which was now on its way to Dan along with her teasing text. She knew he’d love it.
Glancing around the bar, she wondered if anyone had seen.
After a few minutes, Dan hadn’t replied to her text. She was disappointed before she realized the time difference might mean he hadn’t seen it. She fired off another.
JENN: U up? Haha
Still no reply.
“Excuse me, miss.”
Jenn jumped as the man’s voice broke through her distraction.
“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked, with a friendly smile.
His name was Tim. He was staying at the hotel, attending the same conference she was. They talked for a while about the day’s seminars, their respective workplaces, the hotel in general. Tim was friendly, flirty without being pushy, and Jenn found herself relaxing and enjoying herself. After a while, when Tim turned his attention to the bartender to refresh their drinks, she fired off another text to Dan, teasing that a guy had gotten her a drink.
“Good phone,” Tim said, looking back at her.
“It’s OK,” Jenn shrugged.
“Did the picture come out?” Tim said nonchalantly.
“Picture?” Jenn felt suddenly hot and cold all at once. “What picture?”
The bartender choose that moment to call Tim over, leaving Jenn shivering briefly in shock. She quickly fired off another text to Dan: OMG I think he saw me take that pic!
By the time Tim got back, apologizing and explaining that there had been some error with his credit card, Jenn had managed to regain the appearance of calm, though her heart was pounding.
“So,” she said, trying to sound cool. “You saw me take a picture.”
“Maybe just a peek, really,” Tim admitted with a barely hidden grin.
“Really?” Jenn drawled, teasing.
Tim just grinned, trying unsuccessfully to hide a glance down at her thighs. Jenn fidgeted in her seat.