The space was pleasant, potted trees and flowers placed along the rooftop, creating little alcoves where tables had been placed with chairs. During regular times the wait staff would be visiting, taking orders, but the kitchen and bar had been closed for over an hour. Now it looked pretty empty, lights low. She only saw two other couples and they were talking quietly, huddled together, taking no notice of her arrival.
There was one person taking notice though. He was standing with his back against the rooftop railing, watching her. He smiled. She walked toward him, anticipation growing with each step. She knew he was going to push the envelope; he’d been doing that since she’d arrived. The breeze off the lake caressed her face.
She stepped up next to him and looked out over the cityscape. The sky line was lit up and breathtaking. She felt her nipples press against the banister, it was cold or were her nipples that hot? She could feel her sex, exposed as it was underneath her skirt, no panties, just as he had ordered.
“Take my arm,” he said holding an elbow out. She slipped her hand through and snuggled against his bicep. He was so strong and powerful.
“My pleasure,” she said brushing her breasts across his arm. She felt like a cat and wanted to curl up on his lap, well, maybe afterwards, after she had been satisfied and him as well.
As they walked along the edge of the building she scoped out the other people, still just the two other couples. One set of which were collecting their things. Hopefully they would be gone in short order. The other couple was holding each other closely in one of the alcoves, not quite hidden from view.
She tried to keep an eye on them as they walked, maybe she should be looking for a hidden getaway of her own, and somewhere she could take this delicious man for some carnal activity. Her partner stopped and then sat in a chair. He pulled her onto his lap. She could feel his cock, swollen, held tight by his pants.
“Try not to look,” he said. “Glance at those two over there when you’ve a discreet moment.” His hand snaked up and held her breast.
She pushed his hand away,” Not here.”
“Relax,” he said, his hand returning. “Look.”
Her eyes darted sideways and her jaw just about dropped. She hadn’t seen it before but the girl was stroking the man’s cock beneath his pants as they kissed. “No way.”
“Looks like they had the same idea.” She let his hand stay on her breast. His fingers found her nipple and tweaked it. She ground her sex down, wanting him to know she was on board with his plans.
They watched, seemingly for many minutes as the couple’s efforts became more vigorous. The man groped the woman’s chest. His head dipped so he could lick her cleavage. She worked at something in his lap. Mary assumed she was getting the man’s cock out. The woman’s arm pumped. Mary giggled, thinking the man wasn’t as gifted as her companion, at least as far as size went.
Mary’s friend squeezed her tit. His free hand wrapped around her waist and held her thigh. She could feel his cock stiffen beneath her weight. He felt thick.
There was a moan or something from the other couple, from whom Mary couldn’t tell. The woman looked up and they made eye contact. She stood quickly. The man fumbled with his pants before standing himself. He strode off toward the elevator, his hand on the woman’s ass.
“So much for the show,” her partner in crime said. His hand left her thigh and began to rub her back.
“Let’s start one of our own,” she said sounding braver than she felt, her voice steeped in sultry promise. She stood, pulling him to his feet.
“I see the perfect place,” he said taking her elbow.
“Hoped you might say that,” she said, feeling the excitement spread from his fingers to her spine.