Alison was sitting on stool at the bar with a coffee I sat down next to her transfixed by her, She had turned up at the coffee after closing looking for her my mobile which we found after a few minutes, Now her she was having a coffee with me, She was wearing black high heel stilettos, a tight black and everytime she crossed her legs you could just make out top of her black stockings, her long fair slightly curled, her hazel eyes, I could not take my eyes off her She smiled and she put her hand on my knee and slowly moved her hand up and down the inside of my thigh, She said have you ever bee… Read more