At the bar

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Jack was at the bar, staring at the white marble top, wondering how he could ever hook up with a girl. Let alone find the right girl. It'd been a long time.

He felt something next to him, looked up and realized it was a blonde girl sitting down. She ordered a strawberry daquiri. He smiled at her, she gave him a quite little acknowledgement. He went back to brooding. Her drink arrived, and she picked it up and started to take a sip. Then she put it back down.

He was half watching her for lack of anything better to do, as she put two fingers on her lips and then rubbed them against the marble counter. Then she picked up the drink and took a long swallow.

Curious, he looked at the counter.

Two really curly black hairs.
 
Jack was at the bar, staring at the white marble top, wondering how he could ever hook up with a girl. Let alone find the right girl. It'd been a long time.

He felt something next to him, looked up and realized it was a blonde girl sitting down. She ordered a strawberry daquiri. He smiled at her, she gave him a quite little acknowledgement. He went back to brooding. Her drink arrived, and she picked it up and started to take a sip. Then she put it back down.

He was half watching her for lack of anything better to do, as she put two fingers on her lips and then rubbed them against the marble counter. Then she picked up the drink and took a long swallow.

Curious, he looked at the counter.

Two really curly black hairs.


It would be cool to make her an escort
 
That was my first thought. A blonde that's just sucked off a black guy. Now she's looking for her next trick.

Or, she's just a hot-wife on the prowl. Maybe it's a hotel bar, she's there on business. She wants to get all the naughty fun she can before she goes back home to hubby and kids.

Maybe I just have no clue.
:)
Jenny
 
In my experience, hot women do not just walk up to strange men in bars and make overt sexual come-ons. (Of course, maybe they just don't do it to me!) Making her an escort would of course explain it, but that leaves little room for drama.

How about she is some sort of sex addict? She can't go an hour without having sex of some sort, the more dangerous the better? Jack just happens to be the latest potential partner to stumble into her field of view. Thinking nothing more than about his good luck, he follows her to her car/apartment/hotel room where they engage in the hottest oiliest freakiest monkey-love he's ever experienced. But then she wants more, and more, and more. She wants to do it on the balcony, on the hood of a car, in the middle of a street, etc. He realizes that she is deranged and that he should put as much daylight between her and himself as humanly possible.

But...... his crank has other ideas, and he finds it very difficult to quit her.....
 
C'mon! Women aren't shy about grabbing what they want. They use all kinds of ploys to make connections with men they like. The challenge is to think of clever ploys for your character to use.
 
Love this little snippet. I may have to use it in something I'm working on. Thanks for this idea.
 
Jack was shocked. He wondered what kind of a woman she was, obviously she'd just done a blow job. Could he approach her? Maybe she'd just done her true love or her husband, and she'd be insulted if he approached her. Had she seen him looking at those curly hairs? Maybe she didn't know he'd seen them.

Then again, she could be an escort or just a whore. Or some weird sex addict. Or...he didn't even want to think about that, but she could be some guy dressed up like a woman. But she didn't look that way - she was hot, but classy. He looked over and started to say something, but then got embarrased. She wouldn't probably even talk to him. But how would he ever know?

Jack looked back at her. This time she was looking right at him and smiling!
 
Maybe she has a big surprise in her panties for him

LOL...

But the lady has not made any overt move toward the guy. She only made a little movement, and if he had not looked closelyl, he wouldn't have even seen the two curly hairs.

So Jack truly doesn't know what to think or do. All these different ideas go through his head. He's got some cash, because he just got paid. So one thing that occurs to him is that if she's a whore, and he started talking her up, she'd make the approach pretty quick and finish the job somewhere close by. He thinks that if she's a guy dressed up, she's pretty damn hot and good to suck him off any day (as long as he doesn't have to reciprocate, and as long as he doesn't positively find out)

Jack's now thinking about nothing but sex and getting his, and getting it on with this lady. But what if she's a nice girl? He couldn't offend her with anything he said.

It's tempting at this point to go like this...

He turns to make some small talk, and sees her looking at him, smiling. She says "Hey. Can I tell you a secret?"

Jake, puzzled, nods slowly.

She gets half up on the bar stool, her tiny skirt riding up. All woman down there. He feels her cup her hand around his ear, and smells perfume...and something else...as she whispers "I just sucked off a really hung stud in the bathroom. He was ten inches long, and I took him all the way down my throat then let him spurt all over my face."

She backs off but still is close, and he looks at her. Sure enough, there are some milky white drops of something on her cheek and in her hair. And she's smiling happily, as she accidentally brushes against his inner thigh.


But then he realizes he was just playing that out in his mind. And she was still there, every now and then taking a sip of her drink. But it made him curious. If he looked at her closely, would he see anything on her face or hair?
 
I like the whole idea of an escort or sex worker whatever you want to call it, and she specializes in male clients who are shy or who have not had sex in a long time and it has been a Looong time since Jack has had sex and he is Really horny.
 
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I like the whole idea of an escort or sex worker whatever you want to call it, and she specializes in male clients who are shy or who have not had sex in a long time and it has been a Looong time since Jack has had sex and he is Really horny.

Jack's horniness and desperation overcome his shyness and insecurity, and he blurts out "Let me buy you a chaser."

The girl looks at him. Her eyes widen, then she bursts out laughing.
 
Jack's horniness and desperation overcome his shyness and insecurity, and he blurts out "Let me buy you a chaser."

The girl looks at him. Her eyes widen, then she bursts out laughing.

Why would she burst out laughing? "Chaser"?
 
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