an23990@anon.penet.fi No panties! an32363@anon.penet.fi (Ms. ABC) says: ********************* Dear Voyeurs: My husband and I were in the elevator of a fancy midtown hotel. The elevator was very crowded and we were standing in the back, pushed up against the back wall of the elevator. Our destination was the penthouse for a pre-dinner cocktail party. I had on my white silk cocktail dress and the red high heels with stockings held up by lacy garters. Just to tease my husband, I had slipped off my panties in the women's lounge before we got in the elevator - on the pretext of fixing my lipstick. As we stood there in the crowded elevator, I took his hand and motioned for him to slip it under my dress. He quickly took the hint and moved it along my thighs, over the top of my stockings and to my pussy. He let out an audible sigh when he discovered my panties were missing and when he slipped his fingers inside me I thought he might give away our secret when he discovered how wet I was. The rest of the elevator ride up he had his fingers inside me and was stroking me. If the penthouse had been further, I would have come right there. Since my face was flushed and my moans were not silent, I often wondered who knew our secret in that elevator. I had to sit through dinner in agony, waiting for him to touch me again and when we finally fell into the taxi that night, for the ride home, he gloriously brought me to a deep and wonderful orgasm. After we got in the house, I had my fun with him... Ms. ABC ********************* I had a similar experience: while attending a professional meeting down south my wife and I decided to dine at a five star restaurant in the city. Just as we were entering the restaurant she grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear "I forgot to wear panties." Needless to say I began to get hard. The restaurant offered a choice of seating arrangements. We chose a table that allowed us to sit next to one another rather than across from each other. I quickly ordered some wine and then slipped my hand under the table, up my wife's dress, past her stockings and garter belt only to find a WET pussy. The tables in the restaurant were widely spaced. I proceeded to finger her as the wine was served. We took our time ordering so as to savor the moment. As expected in a restaurant like this the staff was practically out of sight until you needed something. Now I must say that someone watching us probably would not have noticed what was going on...it looked like I had my hand resting on her thigh and the large table cloth provided good cover. Nevertheless, she soon began whimpering softly that told me she was about to have an orgasm. Well, she did and it wasn't a quiet as she would have liked (but by no means like the scene in 'When Harry Met Sally". I continued to stroke her and I asked her if she wanted another. She replied that she was sooo close that I kept going. In a minute or two she had another, this one slightly louder than the first. We decided to take a break and place our order. As we were looking at the menu's I noticed another older couple leaving. They glanced our way several times and at one point smiled. We smiled back and hoped that our activities weren't that obvious. Within two minutes our waiter came to take our order but first he said )with a twinkle in his eye) that the gentleman that had just left asked that we choose a bottle of wine to acompany our dinner and that it be added to his bill. He also handed me an envelope and then disappeared. I opened it and it basically said that it was so nice to see a couple enjoying themselves and that it got them in the mood for an amourous evening. Then in a more feminine hand was written "I'm going to fuck his ass off thanks to you". We enjoyed the wine and my wife enjoyed another orgasm between dinner and dessert. Later, we made love on the beach.