“Yes my love.”
I slipped my thong down and off over my awkward heels and put them on the table.
“One of you can have these if you go and buy a round of drinks.”
Ben was up like a shot, grabbing my thong and setting off to the bar, remembering that he hadn’t asked what we wanted and turning back. With our order taken, he set off again. Oliver put his hand back between my legs, and I settled down in the sun, and let him play.
He wasn’t up to Rob’s standard, but it was fun, and I was getting seriously excited by the time Ben came back with a tray of perspiring drinks. I noticed that he didn’t charm a waitress into carrying them.
“It’s your turn Ben, and I can tell you that I’m getting close, actually, very close.”
Ben took over playing between my legs, and he was definitely better than Oliver. He found my spot, and concentrated on it, getting me closer and closer, until I went over the edge, trying so very hard not to make it too obvious to all the young families around us that I was having an orgasm in the middle of a crowded pub garden.
“Both of you must leave me alone for a while, I need to calm down before we eat. I’m going to pee, don’t fight guys.”
I’ve no idea what happened while I was away, and I had to queue, which always annoys me. As I arrived back Stacey was handing out the meals. She spent a long time leaning over the table to serve Rob, showing off her rather small tits, bra-less, I noticed.
Ben and Oliver only had eyes for me, I’m glad to say, and with Stacey gone, I was able to give them both a flash of my glistening pussy.
I reached across the table and gave my bra, which I had removed in the toilet, to my husband to put in his pocket. The guys couldn’t take their eyes off my semi erect nipples. I blew a kiss to Rob and started to eat. Conversations were rather stilted, as my two admirers couldn’t concentrate on anything except my nipples, so I chatted with Rob.
With all our food finished, I decided to wind things up with my fan club.
“Ben and Oliver, we’re off now, but if you’d care to accompany us to the car park, you can each have a quick knee trembler. You don’t mind, do you Rob? It seems only fair.”
“Not a problem my love, let’s roll.”
In minutes we were at my Freelander, which was parked right at the far end of the car park, and went to the far side where no-one could see us. I leaned back against the hot black car, and pulled the hem of my dress up to my waist.
“Come on Oliver, you’re first.”
I didn’t have to ask twice, and he had his trousers and pants round his ankles, and his little pole pointing towards my well travelled pussy. He got it into me, which wasn’t difficult, and started thrusting. He wasn’t big, or impressive, and it didn’t take long for him to squirt.
Ben didn’t need asking, and he was in me in a few seconds. He was bigger, although not huge, and he made a more energetic job of fucking me against the car, lifting me completely off the ground by my bum cheeks and banging in and out ferociously. He lasted quite a bit longer, and actually it was quite pleasurable with him, but I was already thinking about Rob licking me out, which I knew would be the most fun part of the afternoon.
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