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it was called the polehole and everyone who entered door was looking for something usually hard fast and soon. i tended the bar sizing people up and watching. occasionally i even joined in, tonight was one of those nights. two perky college girls just entered giggling and nervous they ordered some fancy drink and i served them up with smile and licking my lips. they introduced themselves...janice and nancy. I eyed them one was short with curly red hair other was tall and blonde and I knew I'd see more of them before night was through. They asked me what was good and hard here. I smiled and pointed out Snake. A burly swarthy man with more tattoos than i could remember. Then I pointed out George a big bear of man with a blonde beard. I could see their faces turning red and almost smell them. I knew the back room was going to see some action tonight. I glanced down seeing the camera that monitered back room and seeing Frank in it I smile. Frank has jet black hair stands over 6' and a dark side that simmers belw his smile.

I grin and watch events unfold waiting for time to join in glancing at assorted tools and toys I keep under bar.

(need the sorority girls Janice and Nancy as well as three men for Frank, Snake, and George) other bar patrons welcome of course
 
George sat at the end of the bar, looking out. He had always loved this place, just perfect for meeting new friends.
George smiled as the bar tender (didn't mention a name) came over to him.
"We got some lookers here tonight."
George nodded, looking at the crowd, a bit dead for a thursday, but there were always a few people here, just for shits and giggles.
"Check out the two over there?" he pointed to the two girls at the bar, they were new, and beautiful. George smiled, going over to them.
"How are you ladies?" George asked, sitting down.
One giggled, "All right, we are waiting to see some action."
George lifed an eyebrow, and gave the look to (name). He took the message.
"Well you have come to the right place..."
 
Frank

Frank pushed open the door from the back room and walked through the bar, his eyes evaluating the gathered crowd, knowing most of them from either time spent together or from talking out in the bar. As he approached the bar the two newcomers caught his eye and with a brattish smile he nodded to them.

"Ladies, How are you this evening?"

Yes he was polite to the new people. Frank always liked trying to show a good guy image, though his smile would always belie all attempts.

As he waited for an answer, Frank looked to Mickie and winked.

"The usual, wench"

Frank and Mickie had a little thing going between them. He would always mention playfully in some way that she was a bar wench and she would call him her names of choice. An inside joke of course, and many thought that they didnt care for one another at first, but in truth it was the total opposite. Frank had it big for Mickie but wasnt sure if she felt the same way.


[Edited by Kanyn on 09-03-2000 at 08:31 AM]
 
what's in a name

I watch George talk to the girls smiling at their intense looks at his crotch. I'd never actually had george he was a softie inside and I usually ended up helping him tend to whatever women were there. Tonight was going to be fun I could sense it. When Frank approached I tried not to blush as he shadowed my 5'2" form my soft brown hair hiding my eyes as I reached over head to get his glass my full breasts straining at the green leather vest I was wearing over thin long sleeved white blouse. My tight worn blue jeans hugging curves of my hips and legs hidden by the bar. I enjoyed watching Frank in back room just eyeing his taut form playing pool, or lounging with his large hands hooked through his belt loops. I served his drink with no comment, winking at the two sorority girls noticing their perky nipples showing. I lick my dark rose colored lips as Frank smiles at me that dark sinister smile. I wipe down the bar and glance up to see Frank's eyes on me I glance away and see Snake popping quarters in the jux box. I glance down and see my ridiculous name tag. After all nearly everyone in the bar knew me by name. I see letters Mickie and do up a few more drinks wondering how long it'll take girls to loosen up. I hear Frank call my name. Sometimes I think he's teasing me with that smouldering gaze.

"Mickie," his voice is silken and I take one last look to see the girls gulping another set of drinks down their eyes telling me the night was young yet.
 
"Mickie..." Frank said sweetly snapping her out of her little world as she wiped down he bar and fixed the other two girls drinks.

Frank couldnt help but watch her as she moved behind the bar. Her perfect breasts hugged behind the white shirt and green vest, and the tight jeans. Yes, there were times when he would have loved to just grab her and rape her on the bartop, though the saying is you cant rape the willing. Frank wasnt paid to be with Mickie though, and playing with her when there were customers could get him fired.

He was hoping tonight for a slow night, George and or Snake could handle the young girls. Tonight he wanted Mickie and wanted her bad. Just thinking about having her caused his cock to grow hard and throb against his pants.

"Up for a game of pool later? Im still up 5 to 3..maybe you'll get lucky tonight?

Frank winked at her and took a drink from his glass knowing that she would get the double meaning he had there, not that his brattish smile didnt give himself away either.
 
mickie

i shiver and lick my lips remembering all the times i had time to 'play' with frank, nothing had happened...yet and his words chilled me and heated my blood up. I glance at girls and serve up another round of drinks, seeing crowd thin down to just the six of us.

i lean over bar and ever so softly whisper into Frank's ear my breasts barely touching him "You're already up for it I see, but I'm sure I can make some time for a game." I watch him down his drink and wonder if I'm only sober one on nights like these. My mind wanders to my small bedroom upstairs that I crash in on nights like this.
 
Frank:

Frank downed his drink and then stood and gave a nod to George and Snake. It was the cue that they were free to go about their work.

The two girls would have the time of their lives this night. Thats how the bar got its reocuring costomers. Between George, Snake, and Frank they could handle many many customers. One evening Frank was sure a hundred ladies passed through the doors.

Tonight was different though. Tonight was Frank's night alone with Mickie. He was dying for a night like tonight and desided it best to just close up for the night and let the fun begin. The lock on the door sounded it soft click as it engaged, and Frank watched George and Snake take on eof the giggling girls and start to dance to the music coming from the jukebox.

With a smile to Mickie, Frank gave her a nod towards the pool table in the back of the room and walked over to it himself. Grabbing the triangle, Frank racked a set of balls and chose a cue and sat chalking his cue waiting for Mickie.
 
i smile as i pick a pool cue...i'm not an expert player relying more on my tight jeans and men's libido to win....i feel so small frank had been with many women...i had watched many times....often i joined in but only to suck, seduce and satiate women.....i bite my lip frank probably thought i was gay. I watched him intent on his rugges features. my heart racing feeling nipple tightening under shirt and vest.

you break 'em i murmur suddenly seeing where term of racking balls had come from
 
Nancy

My God, this place was a dive. Janice and I had heard all the rumors about this place, and had decided to find out if they were true.

When we walked in we caused no little stir, but we were used to that. We both had dressed for the occation. My short black dress showed off my great tan and blond hair to perfection, and hugged the curves of my svelte body. My spike heals added inches to my already 5'10" frame.

We ordered a couple of sex on the beaches from a very obliging bartender, and asked what was good and hard here. She pointed out a couple of guys, and we didn't have long to wait before one of them approached us.

We told him what we were looking for and he told us we had come to the right place.

From the growing erection, clearly visible behind the button-fly of his faded Levis, I'd say he was right.
 
Snake: 6'5", swarthy, musculer, covered in tattoos.

I was fed up with the dukebox, which had been the centre of my attention for the last 15mins. When would Mickie ever change the tunes in this thing.
I suddenly remembered the perks of the place though, as I saw the two nubile young things walk in and sit at the bar. I had decided to let them wait a little before going over, to get there minds going, and maybe let the alcohol loosen them up a bit.
George had popped out for a piss but would be back soon, he wouldn't want to miss out on a little action with this pair.

I slowly walked over to the bar, feeling their eyes burning into me as I did so, they knew why they came here tonight, and so did I. It was the same reason as the rest of them, to have a bit of rough, to do the thing they couldn't do with there boyfriends or husbands

From the far side of the room I coundn't really make out what they were like, but now I was close enough to make out every detail. The blonde had a figure to die for, and the dress to show it off, every curve begged attention and I had to restrain myself from grabbing her now. The redhead was smaller and more delicate, she couldn't have fought me off even if she wanted. Seeing the glint in her eye though, I doubt that she would have tried.

"Two more cocktails for the ladies" I order, slamming a $20 on the bar.
"I'm sure it will be worth it, Snake", nodded the barman.
I leant over the two stunners and placed the drinks on the bar, brushing against them as I did so.

"What brings you two here tonight?" hoping I'd get the response I was looking for.
 
watching frank

his body coiled with strength as he positions himself my eyes locked on his crotch biting lip as he moves his hips testing his stroke...his stroke my mind blushes...
 
Nancy

"What brings you two here?" His deep timbre sent a thrill down my spine.

I turned to see if the possessor was as good as the voice implied. I wasn't disappointed.

Smiling wickedly, I bent forward slightly to afford him a better view of my stunning cleavage, and replied, "Well Tall, Dark, and Dangerous, I'd have to say you are."
 
Well the Blonde was certainly not overawed by the situation, and I hop she was speaking for her friend too when she replied.

I caught the briefest glimpse of her clevage as she leant forward and I could see that I would have my hands full tonight in more than one way.

"Why dont you come sit over in the corner, and bring your friend too, I'd like to get to know you both, I'm sure there's a place where you both can sit."

I walked over to the corner spanking the blondes ass as I passed. The look she gave me was a picture, flushed cheeks and indignation, this was going to be fun.
 
Nancy

He gave my ass a couple of swats as we walked across the bar. What a charmer, I thought to myself.

Janice took a seat in the corner booth our new friend had indicated, and I slid in beside her, forcing him to sit across from us.

While we exchanged meaningless banter, I began to run my fingers along the inside of Janice's thigh. She tried valiantly to keep a straight face, but was failing miserably.

When my fingers skimmed over her panty clad crotch, she began to giggle.

From the confused look on Snake's face, I could tell he had no idea what was going on. I wondered how long it would take him to figure it out.
 
lol / brush-off or what?

Hmmm, I saw the blonde slip her hand between the legs of ginger, slowly sliding them highter.

To be honest this got my heart racing but I tried to look calm. I dont know who was more surprised me or her friend, but I found out when her hand reached its target.

Her companion collapsed in a fit of giggles as her knuckles grazed the soft fabric of her knickers.
I decided to get another drink, giving them a second to think.

I wasnt going to give up that easily.
 
Nancy

ooc: Or what. I was hoping to get someone to play the role of Janice.

ic: When Snake returned from the bar, Janice had just about recovered from her giggle fit. I took the opportunity to move to his side of the booth, and reached out to caress his lips. Knowing damn well he knew where those fingers had just been.
 
i'll be janice

my giggling had stopped it had been unbearable nancy had suggested this place and i had no clue why were here when she approached bartender all i could think was man this is dive, i missed her question when guys starting staring at us she led way to both to sit with this hulk of man. i stared at his tattos wondering if that's what the visible skin looks like does he have a tattoo line where his real skin shows. i gasp as nancy's fingers invade me....oh damn i thought she knows i've been watching her undress and fingering myself and now it's payback i watch his expression and burst out laughing....he gets up fetches more drinks and bold thing nancy is she kisses him..........
 
Frank:

Frank looked up at Mickie and smirked seeing her eyes drifting low on him. Brat that he was he started to stroke the cue between his index and middle finger as he ligned up the break shot. With some english on the cue ball, Frank broke the rack and watched as the balls scattered on the felt table. A solid ball fell into the pocket.

"Looks like Im solid."

Looking over the table, Frank wandered around it looking at the placement of the balls. He stopped only twice. Once to look down the opening of Mickie's vest and shirt, then the second time to shoot. Frank missed and it was Mickie's turn.

"Youre turn wench. Wanna make a bet on this rack? You can set the terms."

~~~~~
OOC: sorry i was away, my puter broke :(
 
Mickie this time

solid....boy was he ever solid.....the words brushed over my head and i found myself fighting to concentrate on game as his fingers caressed his cue.

i smiled at his miss and took my vest off so i could have more mobility my white button down shirt tucked into tight jeans the top few buttons undone partly to distract, partly to entice.

"a bet sounds good, what have you got in mind?" i play along not wanting to admit how i've been staring at his ass and crotch wondering what it'd be like to have legs wrapped around him all night long.
 
Frank:

Frank watched Mickie as she took her vest off and begane to mentally count the leftover article of clothing she had on, incliding a bra and panties though something told her that she didnt have them on beneath her shirt and pants. That was fine because he only had a shirt, pants and his boots on.

"Well that Idea is out, im wearing too little to account for the balls on the table so no strip pool. Have any other ideas?"

Frank watched her and couldnt help following the curve of her body from her luscious breasts down to her sweet ass.
 
Mickie

OOC i love dave mathews band

i chuckle at his question wondering wehre he is leading me.
feeling my lacey bra cupping my full breasts thinking his idea was good albeit one that would be too quick

"let's say for every ball you or i win by....the loser....has to perform that many sexual favors" i was going to say hours of sex...but decided this would be much more interesting and if he wasn't interested he could add an objection now i slowly set about sinking the stripes getting three in before i fowl up
 
Frank:

"Sexual favors huh? Alright you're on."

The brattish smile wipes over Franks face as he watches Mickie play the balls and miss her shot. Franks turn now.

With each ball Frank sunk he could see Mickie chew her lip and get a bit more nervious. He was curious about the nerviousness wondering why she would feel so uncomfortable. He only watched her go down on a few girls they shared.

Finally after sinking all but two of his balls, not including the 8-ball, Frank scratched and hit the cue ball into a pocket. Not that Mickie leaning over the table by the pocket he was aiming for and giving him a great view down her shirt had anything to do with it.
 
mickie

i bite my lip concentrating on my turn wanting him to be in my control. sinking one by one with amazing precision...

it's down to the eight ball and i set shot up and call it when i feel his hand pinch my ass....this screws up my shot and i miss by a mile. softly cursing under my breath as i know frank isn't stupid enough to screw up this chance
 
Frank:

"Oh Im sorry were you in mid shot?"

Frank tried to look innocent knowing he just cost her the game with that little pinch, but she knew him too well to even think that he was innocent.

Quickly Frank put the whole thing to rest, running the table. when it came time to sink the eight, Frank walked over and grabbed Mickie by her waist. His hands were firm, but very gentle as Frank moved Mickie so she was standing by the bank that he was going to use to sink the eightball.

Frank positioned Mickie and then kissed her neck before whispering to her.

"pull your shirt out from your pants, then pull it out and down alittle in the front."

Frank gave her neck a soft kiss again teasing her, then walked over to the cue ball and chalked up his cue waiting for her to comply with his wish.
 
Nancy

Snake's strong hand encircles my wrist, holding it captive, as he slowly sucks my index finger into his mouth. The erotic feel of his tongue against my flesh conjures images of carnality in my fevered brain.

He asks if we would like to move our little party to the back room. I glance at Janice, and she nods her approval. So I reply, "sure, why not."
 
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