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She wasn’t to look for me or acknowledge me at all. The idea was that men would hit on her, and she could flirt with them as outrageously as she wanted to. She would decide if she wanted any of them to fuck her, and all the time I would be watching her from across the room. If she left with a man at any time, I would go back to mine and wait for her. I hoped that the game, and knowing I was watching it play out, would turn her on. She’s usually quite shy about being watched doing anything, so I was pleasantly surprised when she agreed. We soon found an ideal place, and I sat down with a perfect view of the bar just as she walked in. She couldn’t have been sat there more than two minutes before the first man approached her, standing near her as he ordered a drink, and then lingering to chat. I couldn’t hear what they were saying above the background music, but they were laughing, and she was playing with her hair, blowjob flirting and smiling coyly at him. After a little while she shook her head, smiling sweetly. I knew she was knocking him back. He took it gracefully, and smiled, and walked away. A group of young guys came in next and headed straight for her. Bees around the sweetest honey. They all chatted to her for quite a while, and I did wonder if she was entertaining thoughts of a gangbang, but it gradually became clear that she was focusing more of her attention on just one of them. He ended up standing next to her, and the others moved away, but not before taking the piss out of him for trying to get laid by ‘an older woman’. She must have been all of four years older, at most. She blushed and glanced furtively round the room. She found me, and I smiled, and just barely nodded. Her blush deepened a little, and she turned her attention back to the guy, who hadn’t noticed her looking at me, and was now apologising for his friends’ behaviour. He bought her a drink and they sat on bar-stools, chatting and flirting with each other. 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