Every couple of months a group of us at work go out for a few drinks to unwind. There are three women and four guys that kind of hang around together. Sometimes our spouses join us, but last week we were all solo.
Let me start off by telling you that I am an uncontrollable flirt, and I sometimes enjoy flashing a little skin in the process. So, were sitting at a large booth at this bar and having a good time. We started talking about tattoos and I casually mentioned that Dave and I talked about my getting a tattoo, but I haven’t pursued it. Someone asked where I was thinking about having it done. I truthfully hadn’t thought about any details like that, but the flirt in me answered, “On my tit.” Then it was, “Where on your tit? What design? How large? Who would do it?”
I held up my hands and told them to be quiet and I’ll show them. I unbuttoned my blouse and partially exposed the inside of my left tit and pointed to it. My bra kept me decent, but it felt good to show at least a small part if my tit. We kept drinking and the conversation kept coming back to my tattoo.
We settled the tab and as we walked out of the bar, two of the girls suggested we go around the corner to check out the new tattoo parlor. I resisted, but they talked me into it. I guess I got caught up in the moment and found myself sitting in a semi-private stall with my bra off and one tit covered, but the other one was being fondled and jabbed with a vibrating needle by a good-looking stud.
My two friends were really shocked that I was actually doing it and asked afterward what it felt like to be half naked in front of a strange guy who was not a Doctor. I had to admit that I was turned on. I left with a small butterfly on the inside of my left breast, near the nipple.