A few of us went to the pub after work for a couple of drinks as it had been a good day. We sat in one of the booths with a round table, and ended up having a drinks coaster fliping competition... most i could flip was 3 before. A few people were watching our table and a couple came over and tried to better our attempts. The pub was pretty sociable this evening, and was filling up. The bar was starting to get crowded so i squeezed my way across and stood on the metal bar that runs along the floor, to make myself taller. The barman got me my drink and we had a natter while he served the other customers. People were standing to my left and right, waiting their turn. Suddenly I became aware of my pussy being probed through my skirt. I was shocked but it felt nice. On my left a guy was standing facing the room, leaning back against the bar drinking his pint, he was right next to me , shoulder to shoulder. He looked into my eyes, then looked ahead and continued to press his fingers against me. I quickly sussed out that the bar being so crowded meant that this was probably not visible to anyone else, so i shifted a bit closer against him, pulled the front of my skirt up a bit, and ordered another drink. His hand slid over my nickers, my clit hard and sensitive. Then moving them across he gained full access to my clit which he rubbed, sending a bolt of excitement through my body. I tried not to move, not to let anyone notice, but then he slid right inside me, which felt amazing, but i couldn't control my body against reacting. I let out a groan, which a few people around noticed, so i quickly grabbed my jaw feigning a sensitive tooth, and reached down to pull him out of me. My knickers sprang back into position, enclosing my wet pussy, and my skirt dropped back down, and a few seconds later i picked up my drink, turned, gave him a grin, and headed back to my table. I sat there chatting to the rest of the group, none of them seemed aware of how long i'd been at the bar. My eyes wandered back to where i had been standing. The guy was 3/4 the way through his pint, still standing there. He looked quite nice, quite a bit older, but clean and tidy looking. He looked back at me and my groin leapt, yearning for some attention. I wasn't sure what to do....