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I was sitting at a table, upstairs at a rock club. The band had been off for about 15 minutes and videos were playing loudly on the big screen. Downstairs people were dancing or at least bumping against one another in the crush.

During the show a rather cute young man in his middle twenties, I should say, sat two seats away from me at the table. Because the tables were arranged sideways to the stage this meant that I was seated next to him (but two chairs down) really but FACING with my back to him during the show. But I certainly had noticed him arrive and I would periodically turn round to have a look; and each time I turned to peek I found his eyes on me. I might say that I was, at that time, 38 years old. I am married but my husband was not in town, and had not been for several months. I am about 5'3" tall and weigh 106 lbs. I have long dark wavy hair (it's not quite as long now but at that time it was to mid-back). I was wearing a short-ish black dress and black stockings.

Well, after the show, as I said I was sitting there while my friend got up to dance with some guy. The cute young man (I have no other way of referring to him!) came over and sat next to me. I turned to see what was happening and so he smiled at me winningly as he sat down and I returned the smile; but nothing was said. I was still sitting on an angle with my back almost turned to him. After a very short while I felt his knee press against mine. I could almost feel him straining to receive any little message my leg returned. I sat quite still. Next, I felt his hand move onto my leg! At this I started slightly but did not turn around and certainly did not resist. I wanted to see where this was going. And where it was going was up my leg. His hand was on my thigh, and then my inner thigh...

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At this I stood up, said "excuse me", and went to the ladies' room. I was as quick as I could be and when I returned he was still there but looking at me returning with rather a furtive, cornered quality. I suppose he was not at all sure whether to run or not, whether I might be back with security to have him ejected,...who knows. I slid in next to him and saying "excuse me please" again slid into my same seat.

He sat behind me paralyzed. I slid my leg over to touch his. Well!, THAT was enough of a hint for him, his hand returned to approximately where it had left off on my thigh. It found the soft white flesh above my stocking top and lingered there a bit, moving over onto the inside of my thigh. I allowed my legs to part a bit to ease his path while still scrupulously avoiding eye contact or indeed any other acknowledgment of his explorations.

But now he was stuck, I turned to face the table full on so that now he was fully to my right and he had more reach. Accordingly his hand moved up that crucial last scary few inches to right between my legs and then it was his turn to jump in surprise. I couldn't resist giggling at his startled reaction as his fingers touched the hair between my panty-less legs (the purpose of my trip to the Ladies' had been to remove them).

But he certainly recovered quickly enough and replaced his hand full on my pubic area. He rubbed the flat of his palm against the front of my mound while I leant forward on my elbows and bit my lip trying to remain suitably nonchalant to random onlookers.

I could feel how wet I was already and he confirmed that for me as a finger slid into my lips. He worked that finger up and down through my slit quite deliciously for a few minutes ever so lightly teasing my tiny clitoris at the top of his travel occasionally and then finally sliding the finger all the way into me. I squirmed and wriggled on it and moaned slightly, certain that I was drawing a crowd. But, as I looked round, no one seemed to notice or care. Just about then, my friend returned to the table. And as she made her apologies and tried to slide back into her spot opposite me, my OTHER friend quietly withdrew his hand from its place and trailed a wet finger down my inner thigh as it left. With that he rose and with a smile departed.

"Sat here all that time? What was that all about?" my friend asked.

"Oh nothing," I replied with a grin.