One afternoon when I was in law school, I got a call from M. She said she needed help with some accounting homework – I told her I knew nothing about accounting but she told me to come down to her bar anyhow.
I had met M a few months earlier at a different bar, while I was playing bass in a jazz band. She was sitting at the bar having a drink, and I struck up a conversation. It turned out she was a stripper who also bartended at regular non-stripper bars – and drank a lot. Like, a very surprising amount, especially considering that she was very petite. She had the body of a prima ballerina.
We went out on a couple of dates, and she had already slept over my house once. But we drank a LOT of scotch that night, and I wasn’t sure she was into it, so we just went to sleep.
Anyway, I didn’t have much to do that afternoon, so I decided to head down to the bar. When I got there, it turned out I was the only one there besides M and another bartender, and the bar wasn’t even open yet. The bar was on the second floor, so she let me in downstairs and walked up the staircase ahead of me. She was wearing a VERY short denim skirt, and I got to see a few glimpses of her pink thong underneath as we walked up. Hey, I wasn’t trying to be a creep – her skirt was just really short and her thong was really bright pink so it was hard to miss.
I chatted with M and the other bartendet for a while and had a drink, until the other bartender left, and it was just M and me. We played some darts, and chatted some more. She got out her accounting homework, but I said that I had no idea how to do it properly, and she just dropped it.
The bar had a little back patio scrunched in between the other buildings on the block, and M went out to smoke a cigarette (Marlboro Reds, just like my high school girlfriend). We were talking some more, when she literally grabbed the front of my t-shirt, pulled me down, and kissed me with a whole lot of tongue. She tasted like Marlboro Reds – I felt like a kid again.
This was all about 15 years ago, so I don’t remember all the details, but I do remember that her pink thong was very wet. She went back into the bar and pulled out some condoms – I grabbed her and started kissing her again, leaning up against the pool table. She was probably about 90 pounds, so I picked her up and sat her on the edge of the pool table. Then I pushed her down so she was laying on her back, took off her pink thong, and started licking her pussy. Like I said, she was very wet – but I guess she wanted to fuck because she pulled me up after a while and started fumbling with my belt.
I climbed up onto the pool table, put on a condom, and started fucking her wet pussy missionary style in the middle of the pool table. Now, I have seen a lot of pornos where people fuck on the pool table, so I thought it would be super hot – and it was, to an extent. But holy shit, was it uncomfortable. I never really thought about the fact that a pool table is just a slab of stone – but after about 20 seconds of hard fucking, my knees and elbows were keenly aware of it. I tried unsuccessfully to find some kind of position that was somewhat bearable, but before long we both had to call it quits. She sent me out to get her some tylenol for her back, which I dutifully delivered.
By then it was almost time for the bar to open. Being the bartender, she started trying to get a crowd out. She asked me for my phone so she could get my roommate’s number. Now, I was not keen on giving out his number so this girl could call him and harass him to come to her bar. So I demurred, making some excuse that I can’t remember. Well, she tried to grab the phone out of my hand, and when I resisted, she *fucking bit me on the hand* like a rabid possum. That got the phone out of my hand all right. She called my roommate and asked him to travel 45 minutes across town to go to a bar at 3 in the afternoon. He declined.
Things seemed to be going downhill. I left soon afterwards, and M and I never renewed out tryst after that day. That’s not the way I like to be bitten.
(These hookups are out of chronological order now – it’s hard to remember the order so I’m just doing whichever ones I think of.)
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