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Meeting the Ex | philboy | 3

 

"What?!!!"

"Look, it's pretty obvious why you're here, and if you're gonna get any then you'd better play my games this time - OK?"

Wendy glared at me and I thought she was about to storm out, but suddenly she relaxed.

"Ok" she muttered

Glancing out across the room she slowly edged the hem of her dress up her thighs until she could push her hand beneath it. Still looking around nervously she raised her arse a little and tugged. Her panties quickly came down her thighs and to her ankles - she lifted her feet out of them quickly.

She placed the barely existent thong on the table between us, staring at me triumphantly. I picked up the thong and pushed it into my pocket

"Well need this later" I said, giving her a ten, "Now fetch us a drink and you can keep the change - scotch over ice for me and double vodka for yourself"

She glared again and stalked across the bar, her now pantyless wiggling beneath her dress.

I considered my next move

 

What should Wendy do next?


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