There are going to be doubters out there for this one. I’m as perplexed now as I was then.
Many years ago, around 1987 I think. I was living on my own in Toronto and a friend from Montreal came for a week long visit. He and I just hung out and drank beer mostly. I think we went to see a couple of bands at night.
Anyways, we go to The Hard Rock Cafe on Yonge street for lunch. It’s a hot summer day and we sit on the patio. It’s during the week and after the lunch rush so it was just my friend and I on the patio until a couple comes and sits at a table behind me. They were a remarkable couple because the girl was so damn pretty, and small, and skinny with small but straight out perky breasts. You could see her nipples, and did I mention how pretty she was? Long blond hair and wearing a tight sun dress with flip flops on her feet (and nothing else so it turned out) The guy she was with was a straight up biker complete with his biker “colours”. He was with The Choice, wearing leather and they had pulled up on a big ass Harley while we were eating.
While eating our lunch my friend’s face suddenly goes white as a ghost and his mouth is open. He looks at me and says, um um, hey man I can see her crotch (I don’t remember his exact word but I know it wasn’t pussy or anything that made me think naked), and I kind of laughed and said, oh ya? What colour are her underwear? But his face was in total shock and he just slowly nods his head no. Meaning no underwear. He’s facing them but I’m on the other side so they are behind me. I begin to turn around, feigning a dropped napkin or something, and the show begins.
The massive biker dude never once talked to her or even seemed to notice her presence, though he must have known everything that was happening he just did not seem to care. In fact he never stopped eating the massive amounts of food in front of him. Meanwhile the girl had kicked off her flip flops, pulled her white sun dress up around her waist, and was fingering her very very wet vagina while staring right into my eyes, then my friends eyes, and back again. During the whole thing she never stopped looking into our eyes. Her bare ass was on the metal chair and she was starting to rock back and forth pushing her fingers into herself. Then she pulled her dress up all the way to her neck and fondled her small breasts and played with her huge nipples with one hand while continuing to masterbate with the other. She was completely naked except for the little sun dress now around her neck.
I looked around a few times to see if anyone else saw this and don’t remember how or why but I never saw anyone else looking her way. The patio was on the side street and there were big potted trees or plants so they weren’t visible from the busy Main Street (Yonge street).
This whole thing lasted about 2 or 3 minutes until she final began shaking and shuddering as she orgasmed. When she did, she literally soaked the metal chair and the patio stones underneath the chair with her fluids. The second she finished she pulled her dress back down and the huge mountain of a man put down his food, threw down some cash on the half eatin food, and they walked out to the street by the front door inside. When they passed through the inside she gave us a big smile on the other side of the big window separating the patio from the inside. Then they got on his bike, pit on their helmets, he kicked it up, and off they went. My buddy and I had something to talk about to this day, and I’m sure that most people think I’m exaggerating when I tell this story. I am not.
Now fast forward about 4 years and I’m in the train station bar called cho choos at union station in Toronto. I’m actually waiting for the Montreal train, not to visit my friend but to visit family. There is nothing more depressing than a train station bar except for a bus station bar, but there I was. (I drank a lot back then) There are about 4 other guys in the bar, all in cheap business suits. So who walks in the bar? Yup, the little blonde girl, looking a little disheveled and a little flustered or in a hurry. Like she was looking for someone or probably just some fast money. I noticed her instantly as I will never forget her. She never noticed me, but went up to the first guy and whispered something in his ear, he looked surprised, and they left together.
Blonde girl wherever you are I hope you’re safe and well and finally satisfied.