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a second chance

it’s friday night and i promised the girls i’d go out this time.        
“you never come out with us!” they say.          
and they’re right.          
i work a lot, and when i’m not working, i’m reading, drawing, or writing.        
but never mind that!          
i have a great feeling about tonight.          
maybe i should wear that little black dress?          
strappy black heels to match.          
red panties that scream, “fuck me! i’m yours!”      
a black velvet choker that states, “choke me while you’re thrusting into me, teach me a lesson.”        
true red lipstick to finish the look.          
i look hot!        
i feel almost powerful...        
i walk outside, where my chariot (uber) awaits.          
         
i arrive at the bar, thank the nice lady for the ride and step out onto the sidewalk.          
everyone is looking.          
wow, i must have really done something with this outfit.          
my friends confirm this.          
“with that outfit, we’re getting free drinks tonight!”          
that was the idea.” i jokingly say.          
we get inside and head over to the bar. it’s pretty crowded but we wait patiently to be either acknowledged by the bartender or for a man to offer to buy us a drink.          
lucky me, i reach a bartender first.          
i go to ask for my usual, but he stops me and says, “michelob with a lime?”          
how did he know that?          
i thought i didn’t come here as often as i thought..
       
the bartender smiles and cracks off the top of the beer and puts in a lime.          
thank you.” i say “here’s my card, i’d like to keep my tab open.”        
“no need!” he says. “guy over there called it, also said put it on his tab.”          
-what guy? i just walked in.- i think to myself.          
then i hear his voice.          
“how’s the most beautiful girl in the world doing?”          
i turn around and my knees feel weak and a familiar tingle and warmth starts to grow in intensity between my legs.          
hey you.” i say with a smile. i play it cool, you love it when i pretend i don’t want you. it’s almost like a game.          
you give me a hug and i melt into your muscular arms.          
“haven’t seen you since-“ i cut you off before you can finish.          
the date with your brother?” i smile sheepishly.        
“he didn’t break your heart did he? ill beat him up if he did.” he winks at me and i can’t help but smile more.          
he smiles too and shakes his head almost as if in disbelief we’re meeting again.          
-great job on the red thong! it’s now or never!- i think to myself.          
i grab a small portion of his shirt and pull myself closer to him. he’s sitting on a bar stool now, so i straddle his thigh so he can feel my warmth radiating from between my legs.               
i kiss his neck softly and he places his hand on the small of my lower back pulling me closer so i rub even harder on his thigh.          
i let out a small moan.          
he smiles.        
you know it didn’t work out with your brother because i wanted you right?”        
“oh really?” his eyes got big and he started to laugh.          
i stand my ground.          
he leaned in close to my ear, used his tongue to lick and then subtly suck on my earlobe before whispering, “i wanted to taste you from the moment i saw you.”          
my voice now a little shaky, “so it’s settled?”        
“that i’m going to watch you squirt on my dick? yes. more than once.” he says matter of factly.          
let’s leave then.” i say as i slide off of his thigh and i wedge my body in between the bar and the barstool, his thighs on either side of me.          
i face the bar hoping to get the attention of a bartender to pay out.          
while we wait, he wraps his arms around me and from the outside we look like a loving couple, him hugging me from behind while we wait to pay out our tab.          
but it’s dark and crowded in here and my dress is black.          
he knows this.          
he slides his hand down my pelvic bone to the end of my dress, lifting it a little.          
“be quiet.” he whispers.        
he lightly traces the inside of my thighs before sliding the side of his finger front to back across my wet pussy.          
realizing how saturated i am he whispers, “good girl.” before slowly moving my thong to the side and sliding in his thumb for a brief second.        
i let out a sort of yelp.        
he laughs and kisses me on the cheek, taking out his thumb right as the bartender walks up.          
“another round?” the bartender asks.        
“no man, we’re good! we’d like to close out please.”          
as soon as he turns away you whisper in my ear, “you’re dripping love.”          
your hand is in between my legs again, but this time from behind.          
your watch face- cold, is pressing against my inner thigh.        
         
you slowly slide in one finger...        
then two fingers...          
sliding in..        
and out...        
slowly.          
slower          
s l o w e r .          
         
the bartender is back but you don’t take out your fingers.          
i stay close to you so no one can tell.          
“thanks man.” you say as you sign the credit card slip with your other hand.          
you take your time...          
         
*sliding in..        
sliding out..*        
         
meticulously looking into the ceiling like you’re calculating tip percentage.        
“how much should i leave?” you ask with a grin, knowing i could care less.          
it feels so good..        
         
slower..        
s l o w e r..        
         
my breath is shaky.          
my wetness is dripping in your hand, your fingers still hibernating inside me.          
you start to move your thumb around slowly, getting as much natural lube as you can.          
then you hover your thumb over my asshole.          
“mmhmm.” you moan “how badly do you really want me?” you whisper.        
i reach behind me, blindly searching for his bulge. not hard to find; hot, thick, and pulsing for me.          
i start stroking slowly and softly from outside his jeans.          
his grip around my waist tightens.          
i can feel my sweet juices dripping down my leg.                 
“good girl” he whispers. as he slowly presses his thumb inside me.        
i let out a breathy moan...          
the pleasure is unreal..        
he slowly takes out his fingers, but leaves in his thumb.          
he whispers, “you’re being naughty, i told you to be quiet.”          
i push back my hips so his thumb goes in deeper.        
holding my breath this time..          
but i can’t help but moan louder...         
         
it’s time to go.          
         
he slowly releases me.          
i turn around and face him, my back now to the bar.          
“are you coming?” he asks amorally.          
“coming over or-“        
“both.” he said with an ungodly grin.          
i bit my bottom lip and stared at him as i lightly traced my finger down between my breasts and kept going until i reached the bottom of my dress, slightly parting open my legs as an invitation.          
and that was all the confirmation he needed to pull out his phone so we could catch an uber ride back to his place.
Written by penelopepond (penepond)
Published | Edited 31st May 2020
Author's Note
a little bit of truth to this story. good luck finding out which parts! ;)
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