Johanna, a 42-year-old stunner, stood at the bar, her long legs stretching for miles in her stiletto heels. Her dress, as always, was short and revealing, hugging her slim figure in all the right places. She wore stockings, as she always did, but no panties or bra. Johanna loved to show off, to tease, and she did it well.
As she ordered a drink, a stranger caught her eye. He was handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. Johanna couldn't help but flirt with him, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she licked her lips suggestively.
The stranger, whose name was Mark, played along. He couldn't help but be drawn to Johanna's confident and seductive demeanor. As they talked, Johanna's hand brushed against Mark's thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through his body.
Without a second thought, Johanna slipped her hand between Mark's legs, feeling his hard cock through his pants. Mark's breath hitched as Johanna began to rub him gently, her fingers grazing over his balls.
Johanna's other hand snaked up her own dress, her fingers finding her bare pussy. She began to rub herself as she continued to stroke Mark's cock, her eyes never leaving his.
Mark was in a daze, unable to believe what was happening. Johanna was fingering herself at the bar, right in front of him, and he couldn't do anything but watch.
Johanna's moans grew louder as she continued to finger herself, her fingers moving faster and faster. Mark could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he watched Johanna's fingers disappear inside her wet pussy.
With a final moan, Johanna came, her juices flowing down her fingers. Mark couldn't hold back any longer, his cock exploding in his pants as he came hard.
Johanna pulled her hand out of her pussy, licking her fingers clean as she looked at Mark with a satisfied smile. "I hope you enjoyed the show," she said, her voice dripping with seduction.
Mark could only nod, still in shock over what had just happened. He knew he would never forget the sight of Johanna, fingers deep inside her pussy, as she came right in front of him.
As Johanna walked away, leaving Mark at the bar, she couldn't help but feel proud of herself. She had given him a show he would never forget, and left him wanting more. She knew he would be thinking about her for a long time, and that thought alone was enough to make her wet again.
Johanna walked away from the bar, her long legs carrying her out of the building and into the night. She knew she would be back, ready to give another stranger a show they would never forget. For her, it was just another night of being Johanna, the seductress.
As Mark watched her leave, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. He knew he would never see her again, but the memory of her would stay with him forever. He couldn't wait to tell his friends about the woman who fingered herself at the bar, right in front of him.
Johanna's witty ending to the night was just another reminder of why she was the queen of seduction. She knew how to leave an impression, and she did it with style. For her, it was just another night of being Johanna, the woman who could make any man hard with just a smile.
Mark sat at the bar, nursing his drink and trying to process what had just happened. He couldn't believe that a stranger had just fingered herself at the bar, right in front of him. He knew he would never forget the sight of Johanna, fingers deep inside her pussy, as she came.
As the night went on, Mark couldn't help but think about Johanna. He couldn't get her out of his head, her seductive smile and confident demeanor haunting him. He knew he would never forget her, and he couldn't wait to see her again.
For Johanna, it was just another night of being herself. She knew how to make an impression, and she did it with delivery. For her, it was just another night of being Johanna, the woman who could make any man hard with just a smile and a finger.