Simple

[Jana Lowe]

Heres a simple one to get me off fast!!!! (please reply)

Jana Lowe, myself, has just started a new barmaid job in a dingy r'n'b club....check my profile!!!

 

[Shimp]

Tom 38 6ft 1 stockbroker

Tom got off work and went into one of his favorite spots for a good stiff burbon to wind down from the day. Dressed in in best dark blue suit he had loosend his tie and wanted to ease the day away..the new girl caught his eye from across the room as she had a suttle smokeyness to her that made him look longer than normal, damn* he thought as he had a slight stir in his pants of needing to adjust himself in his chair, just a bit..

 

[Jana Lowe]

I notice no single man.all I can see are loads of black guys...if my boyfriend found out he'd go insane...he thinks all men want my virginity....he wants it on our wedding nite!!! i carry on with my work at the tables........

 

[Shimp]

the girl comes over, "Burboun, straight and quick" Jenna is on her tag, as I fixate on her breast and cant help sliding my eyes down her clevage trying to see more, she has an innocent look about her but she is smoking underneath.."Hi, you new arent you?"

 

[Miss Diva]

Marie 40ish but looks 50, been around the block one too many times, has been a barmaid a little too long but does not know how to get out, seen all types of people.

I love watching the new girls at the bar. All young and innocent. I love to see them loose their innocence. I watch carefully as Tom undresses Jenna with his eyes. I remember when he did that to me. Jenna, she reminds of me at that age, all fired up and can't wait to experience life to its fullest.

Hey Tom, she teases, are you going to devour her up in one sitting or enjoy her very slowly.

 

[scribe_m]

Lawrence sidled up to Marie and said, "Aww... don't they make a cute couple? I'm sure you have some fine stories from when you were her age. They, of course, *pale* to the stories you have now", he smiled. Lawrence had hung around the bar for quite a time himself, his fine black hair now graying at the temples. Alcohol gave him a buzz and a bit of bravado, sparking a youth that flickered enough to dim. Hardly down on his luck, but, he too, could not escape the familiar trappings of the bar. "Pour me another one, dear?", he said. "And how are you doing this evening?" he continued, whether eyeing or merely being devilish not entirely apparent.


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[Miss Diva]

Marie kissed Lawrence on the cheek "And you are a part of many of those stories". Lawrence and Marie were not an item but had an understanding: if either of them needed sexual relief , and no one else was available, then they were there for each other. Marie often wondered why Lawrence never married and why he hung around the bar so much.

The bar like an old familiar comfortbable pair of shoes. She knew it could ruin the youngs ones. As she eyed Jenna and Tom, Marie poured Lawrence his drink. Darling I am doing great. I love watching Tom do his dance for the new ones. I hope he leaves me some." She turned to look at Lawrence and knew she found someone to warm her bed for tonight.

 

[scribe_m]

Lawrence enjoyed the kiss on the cheek, and smiled back at her. They had been young lovers, and now old lovers, the flow of time perhaps dulling the awkward excitement of youth. It gave way to the slowness and savoring, that only the comfort and experience of age could bring. He took a drag from his cigarette, and felt the smoke in his lungs, long since accustomed to the nicotine and warmth. His own hand touched Marie's, part signal, part yearning, part everything, really. His insistent, soft, touch caressed her on the familiar bar. "It's your break, isn't it? A slow night at the bar. Let's take our usual booth and watch the two make the same mistakes we did." Lawrence gave Marie *that* sort of smile.


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[Miss Diva]

Maire knew that smile. It was the same one she fell in love with years ago and still after all this time it still made her heart stop. Marie took Lawrence's hand and led him to a booth in the back. From there she could watch Tom seduce Jenna.

They sat at the booth nuzzling each other. Lawrence put his hand on Marie's thigh slowly making his way up. He kissed Marie behind the ear. This was one of Marie's most sensitive spots. It sent moaning and shivering. "God Lawrence after all these years you still know how to do it. Do you think Jenna would love to join for a threesome once Tom is done with her?"

 

[scribe_m]

"Mmm... I imagine so," Lawrence trailed. His lips were playing with Marie's earlobes, a delicate touch from years of experience -- or at least trial and error. Lawrence smiled a bit, as he heard that yearning moan that never ceased to make him all warm and aroused as well. His hand was tracing her thigh, feeling her stockings along her inner thigh. Mmm... one of the few women who still wear stockings today. He felt where her stockings ended and her skin began, and paused there, under her skirt, lightly touching her, in soft circles. "Perhaps Jenna could join us," he softly said, kissing her cheeks then closer to her lips.

OOC: Mmm... We'll take it as it goes. You can touch me as well.


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[Miss Diva]

No Jenna is plenty occupied at the moment, Marie murmured just before her lips touched Lawrence’s. She had had enough lovers to know that Lawrence was her favourite, her steadfast companion, her mate…? She always wondered in another time or place would they have made it. Marie was the ultimate romantic. She loved to read all those romance novels and daydream about the characters.

She and Lawrence could spend hours just kissing and touching and never having sex. Marie parted her legs as Lawrence’s hands found continued its journey upwards. Marie put her hand on Lawrence’s inner thigh and felt the yearning as well. Marie put her hand in Lawrence’s hair and began to massage his head. Her other hand left his thigh and made its way back to his chest. She put her hand to his heart to ensure herself that yes he was real and alive.

The door of the bar burst open. Marie glanced up “Fuck, what brought him here tonight?”

 

[scribe_m]

Lawrence felt Marie's lips against his. Mmmm.... he thought, as their tongues danced within their mouths. It was a little forward to do this in a bar booth, but this area was dark and it was a slow night. Their hands certainly weren't slow. He could feel hers rubbing against him, encouraging his cock to become long and thick and hard. Mmmm... he murmured into her, sucking her tongue in the dim light. His own fingers were rubbing her, feeling up her skirt and touching her moist panties. Her own fingers were rubbing through his hair, and feeling his chest. He was lost within her...

Then the door of the bar burst open, flooding the room with light. Lawrence snapped out of the enchantment. What was going on?

OOC: I'm curious to know too, lol.


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