Life is Short

A jazz band we like was playing at a basement bar, we didn't know about it in time to make reservations. When we arrived, we were put on a waiting list for a table. A few songs in, the host came over and asked if we minded sharing a table with others. I told him that would do. He led us over to large round booth to the side that had two women. They both wanted to sit at the edge, so one got up and allowed us to slide in to the middle. My gal, A, wore a light long dress with no bra, she knows how much I love being teased by free swaying boobs. A gets cold easily and we were right under an A/C vent, so she was warming herself by getting close to me. I pulled up her dress under the table so I could feel her skin as I rubbed her thigh. It was very dark, band was loud and our booth was up against a side wall, I thought, "why not". I started running my hand higher and higher up her leg. She spread her legs to allow access to what she hoped was coming. After brushing her panties a few times, I started rubbing her clit through them. She looked up at me and smiled real big. She has the prettiest blue eyes. I pulled her panties to the side and touched her bare pussy, her eyes closed and a bigger smile took over her lips. She wiggled and writhed in her seat as I toyed with her clit, stroked along her lips and slid my fingers inside her. She was getting so very wet and her breathing was becoming labored. It didn't take long before she was clutching my arm tight in her grip. She then started begging me to stop before she started screaming from her pleasure. I gave in to her request so as not to embarrass her. I didn't want her to deny me the opportunity to do it again in the future. I loved making her orgasm with people a few feet from us and none the wiser.