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I entered the bar. It was a li’l past 7 PM.

At the age of 23, I had seen a lot in life.

A couple of months ago I had broken up with my BF, we had been lovers for almost two years.

I loved him and I had given him my heart, my soul and my body.

But all he wanted was my arse!

Yes, he only wanted to fuck my arse!

No more, no less!

Breaking up was painful!

But I had no choice.

After my breakup, a lot had happened in my life.

Now, for the first time, I entered a bar, all alone.

The night was young. Very very young!
 
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The bar was pretty dimly lit.

There was a small dance floor in the centre.

The bar had high stools.

At the side, there were rows of tables and chairs for people to sit.

At the far corner, I spotted more exclusive sitting places, kinda like cubicles.

There was soft music playing.

I walked up to the bar and sat on one of the high stools.
 
I see you on the bar stool. I casually walk up behind you and ask if I could join. You look ravenous.
 
I sit on the other side of you "As hot as you are, you just might own the stool and more by the end of.the night! Can I buy you a drink?"
 
I turn to my right and see a middle aged guy, good looking, well built.
I smile and say,
“Sure, I’ll have a whisky on the rocks. If you tell me about you and you can keep up a good convo. Oh and what did you mean by saying I could own more by the end of the night? Honest answer please!”
 
It had been a long and tiring haul for me.
My truck needed rest and so did I.
I was hungry and horny!
I hadn’t had sex since a week, which was too much of a gap for me.
My dick and balls were aching!
As I pulled into the drive way of the small bar, I saw three cars parked.
One was a brand new, shiny yellow Lamborghini.
WOW! I thought to myself.
The owner sure must be filthy rich.
I get down from my truck and walk into the bar.
The bar is dimly lit, just what I liked. As I looked around, I saw a man get up from the bar and walk away.
I see a young girl, dressed in a sexy yellow dress.
Yellow? Yellow Lamborghini?
I take the now vacant seat to the left side of her.
 
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this giant, hunk of a man, sit down by my left.
The bartender brought my whisky.
“Thanks.” I said, slyly taking in the man.
He was a giant, over 6 feet. Huge arms and legs and a big chest.
His shirt was open and I saw it was hairy, very very hairy.
I loved guys with hair, all over!
 
I order a stake and beer.
I notice the girl has sexy legs and lovely lips.
I wondered what she must be doing with those lips.
 
I light a cigarette and sip my whisky.
Both guys to the side of me are quiet.
I wonder what they must be thinking.
 
Sitting in my usual reserved l booth , the staff know better than to allow anyone else to park their
behinds there,it helps cause I own the bar .
I grin as I watch the goings on ,yeah she's hot ,better than hot ,she's spectacular .We get a high roller type of customer ,not your run of the mill neighbor hood gun joint ,fine dinning ,expensive booze ,a very small discrete sign glowing softly in the night .
She looks out of place, as if she has stumbled in , the guy who's hitting on her ,more or less a regular ,he's looking for another girl to add to his stable .
She crosses those long legs ,her skirt rids up showing a lot of thigh ,nice ass ,nice tits ,yeah I think she'll do .She has an attitude easy to see telling the guy she doesn't own the stool ,my kind of girl ,she needs a firm hand to guide her ,I should know as I need the same ,oh not that you'd know by looking at me ,I used to play professional football ,wide receiver ,made my millions and got out before another concussion scrambled my brain .
Having a need to please a woman no matter what she demands limits my choices as to whom I want to date ,
This one however looks perfect ,I crook my finger ,Simone hurries to my table .Invite the young lady at the bar to join me ,Simone nods knowingly ,hurries to do my bidding .
I can feel the familiar stirring in my pants .
 
A tall, black waiter approaches me and tells me about a guy wanting to meet me.
I look across and see a richly dressed man.
I tell the waiter,
“Tell him, maybe later.”
 
I stretch my hand to shake hers. Her hand feels smooth and soft.
I say,
“A pleasure to meet you V. I’m Geoffrey. You can call me Jeff.”
 
His hands are huge and rough and hairy.
Wow!
I say,
“A pleasure to meet you Jeff.”
 
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I see the waiter talk to you I sit back and observe you but I don't make a move.
 
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The bartender arrives with my whiskey, I take a large sip and say…
“Nice, must be exciting!” I smile.
 
“Yes, I bet it does.”
I down the last of my drink and say…
“Well Jeff, I need to go. I got a long day tomorrow.
And I need to get some rest.”

But damn, I would love to be pounded by you, am sure you must have a huge cock!
I think!
 
Damn! She’s leaving?
I stand up and say,
“It’s a pleasure meeting you V, perhaps we will meet again?”
 
“It’s a small world Jeff. Bye now.” I say and walk out of the bar, to my Lamborghini. I get in and drive off, taking the national highway to Los Angeles.
 
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