The best wine bar in the world
Many years ago when I worked in London, there was a little wine bar just around the corner. It had a ledge bar which ran along the window which looked out onto the road. There were bar stools arranged along the ledge bar and due to the fact that it was a wine bar near to Covent Garden it boasted a large female clientele.
They would sit along the ledge bar unaware that the space below the ledge bar was a normal window. I saw many a glorious upskirt (pre mobile phone days unfortunately so I canīt post any of my finds). Because they felt safe, they would happily swing their legs open and closed, occasionally scratch an itch, realign their knickers or just sit legs apart. One glorious hot summerīs day there was a lady perhaps in her late forties taking a glass of wine with a younger girl, maybe her daughter. She was wearing stockings and suspenders but no knickers. I passed the bar three times that lunchtime, each time being treated to a vision of thick pubic hair.
Sadly I changed jobs and the next time I passed that way, the bar had closed.
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