Nipples Out, Periscope Up!
I was out last night with Barb watching football in the bar at the Hall. It turned into a great evening of her doing what I really savior. Boobs out, nipples erect. She's got the most amazing breasts capped with a really fine set of nipples. Well, after a few Boilermakers Barb loosens up and starts to get a little amorous. She knows that I'm a 100% boob guy and she knows that I lover her 100% USDA Choice ****! She was waring a black, decorative, low cut wife beater and left the bra at home. I knew it was going to be a good night. Well, her drink had gone dry and decided to order another. So, she pulls the low cut front down below her boobs, cradling them both right out in front, catches the bartender's attention by saying, "Can I get a couple of Purple Hooters?". Now, you must understand that the Hall is staffed completely by volunteers, including the bartenders. B, I'll call her to protect the innocent, is a relatively straight laced woman in her late 20's, who sports a very small set of breasts on a thin athletic but nice frame. She knew that Barb has a reputation of flashing folks out of the blue. But, B had never been around when Barb had done it. Any way, B looks up to see who placed the order and sees Barb's 38D chest. Her eyes got big as saucers and exclaimed, "Oh, My God!!". She looked at Barb, this time in the face, and said, "I wasn't expecting that!", started to chuckle and recover from her shock. The three of us laughed and she poured Barb another Boilermaker. The evening went on and every chance Barb got, she'd flip my baseball cap around like a submarine captian, the bill backwards, after popping her boobs out and pushed my face into her chest. She wouldn't let go until I had sucked both nipples and said, "Periscope Down." Then she'd pull the top back up and get back to the game after a little chuckle to herself. She knew how horny she was making me. Then she changed into what I call, "The Brown Sweater". It's a spaghetti strapped top that is REALLY LOW CUT. Like the nipples-are-just-covered low cut. There's a three inch row of buttons cutting down what's left of the cleavage. Once the buttons are undone there's nothing to keep the material from falling away from her nipples! It drives me futtin' nucks!!! She looks down at her cleavage and says, "Damn, if these buttons pop off I'll be showing everything, won't I?" She was pushing me to the limit of hornyness and Mr Happy was getting pretty stiff. As the game ended everyone started to clear the hall and go home except for the younger ones in their 20's and 30's. But they were outside in the smoking area generally. Barb knew all of them well and started the show. If they came in to order a drink it doesn't matter much she would just turn to the bar and no one could get a really good look. (A few of them know the secondary uses of the mirror behind the bar though.) But if they did it didn't do any harm. She started popping buttons open. One every few minutes or so. By the time they were all unbuttoned I was in a state of pure bliss. We hung for another drink or so before leaving during which time my face was blessed with breasts and nipples playing Periscope Up! We got up to leave nipples flying in the breeze. The sweater cut just an inch or so below her nipples. God, I about came in my shorts just walking her out the front door! It was erotic to the max for me. We had the munchies on the way home and took a trip through the drive through to get something. I'd been rubbing her **** while driving and having my face stuffed to her breasts at every stop light. Almost missed a green light once or twice due to the action. Had a couple of kids pull up beside us during the action and they almost missed the green, too! They pulled up beside up for the next few stop lights and enjoyed the view, smiles on their faces. Barb didn't look over, but she knew they were there. She just kind of smiled at me while I ran my hands over her breasts. Pulled into the drive through finally and placed our order boobs still out. I figure, now, the night crew was watching on the security cameras as it took a little longer than usual to place the order. I pulled to the window and waited. I decided that we were working with an unknown person up close so I kinda' pulled Barbs top up just high enough to keep her legal. Well, Barb pulls the top back down saying that she didn't care. "Let's give 'em a show. Let 'em see." The person helping us at the window was a girl who I would bet my bottom dollar was lesbian. She came to the window and immediately broke into a smile and from what I could see kept the male worker at the grill area. Her service was outstanding despite the long wait. She wanted to make sure that the fries were fresh. Sure....... Barb kept pulling my face to her at every chance. It was then, when I came up for air, that I noticed the security camera monitoring the window as an anti theft device...... and Barbs eyes were looking right at it. Well the show must go on! The food finally came..... the girl at the window smiling away, and we drive off. At the next stoplight it was well lighted as it was a major intersection. We were in the left turn lane. Traffic pulled up beside us and in the left turn lane crossing the intersection. Those next to us got an eye full and was wearing a ****-eating-grin. The car turning in front of us slowed to admire her and waived as their car crossed my head lights. The rest of the way home we spent longer than needed at the stop signs and enjoyed the view playing Periscope Up. I haven't had such a good time or erotic situation for a while. It was great. After talking about the drive through, Barb wants to have a guy serve us next time!!! Damn, I love Sunday late nights!!!!