An empty bar once again led to work ending earlier than scheduled. Trent's dick pulsed and unloaded into my mouth in the same familiar bathroom just as it had done three nights a week for the past two months. It was a fun way to end the workday. A positive twist on another short shift in both time and money. Trent was hot and I enjoyed sucking his dick, but above all else it was convenient.I grabbed a paper towel and wiped some excess spit off my chin while Trent pulled his pants back up and buckled his belt."You working tomorrow night as well?" I asked Trent."Yeah, but Kelsey said she might come in for a bit so let's keep our distance until she leaves - if she does.""Okay," I replied on my way out of the men's room."Hey, Kelly!"I turned around to see Trent's head poking out from the bathroom."They?re closing the bar in less than sixty days. Right now would be a good time to start looking for a new job. Just a heads up."Given this newfound information combined with my early release from work, I decided to pay my friend, Emily, a visit at the tiki bar. It was a nice night and I didn't have anything else to do. Maybe I could get her to put in a word for me at her job as well.I arrived at a crowded bar. The patrons were already saucy from a night of drinking. This is what a bar on Friday night should look like. I locked eyes with Emily who was busy behind the bar. She shot me a smile and nodded
kaçak iddaa her head to the back of the bar. When I arrived back there she leaned across the bar and gave me a hug."Where the hell have you been?" Emily asked."Working, sleeping, traveling. You know. Same shit.""Sucking dick," Emily laughed."Oh, fuck you," I laughed. "You're one to talk."Debbie had only been gone a little over a month and Emily had already managed to drunkenly suck Jay's dick after a full day of day drinking."I was drunk. I felt bad for him. It was a mistake.""How was he...down there?""Average. He came quick.""You slut," I quipped.It was nice reconnecting with a friend and we made plans to meet up for some pool time the next day."Two fireball shots, please," a voice from behind me said.I turned to find a muscle-bound man who looked vaguely familiar."Do I know you?" I asked."We've met, but it has been a while.""When and where?""You gave my friend Brian a blow job after you joined us for a round of golf.""Adam?""Wow, you remembered my name."We clinked our shot glasses in cheers and made quick work of them."Do you remember mine?""Of course. Kelly. How could we forget? We talked about you the whole next year!""Oh shut up! How is Brian by the way?""He's good. Married with a kid on the way. So no golf for him this year.""Is that why you are down here?""Yeah, we played today. The rest of the guys went down to Boca. I wanted
kaçak bahis to stay here and check out the talent.""And how is the talent?""It was subpar, but I've narrowed my sites on one in particular.""Oh really? What's she like?""She's decent. About a seven, but her tits are tens and the rest of her body looks fun."Adam knew just the way to get to me. Compliments with a touch of hitting on my insecurities."A seven?""Maybe an eight," Adam said as his hand reached down and rubbed my ass."Buy me more shots. Then call me a nine and maybe I'll show you these tens," I quipped."Oh really? Bartender! Two more fireballs."We sat at the bar for a short while longer, taking shots and talking about ourselves. Adam was single, currently unemployed, and was currently living with his parents, again, until he found a job. In the meantime, he was blowing what money he had saved up by traveling, golfing, and partying. It didn't sound like the most responsible route, but who was I to lecture anyone on responsibility. I told him I had just gotten out of a relationship - which was somewhat true if we were counting Pat as my boyfriend. I also told him I don't normally blow men I had just met, let alone men who were soon to be married. I could see in his eyes he doubted that statement and rightfully so."So, how did you still remember me after all this time?" I asked."I mean, that day was pretty memorable. We still talk
illegal bahis about it.""Really?""Yeah, really. Boob flashes and back seat blow jobs after a fun round of golf aren't all that common.""Even if she's only a seven?""Nah. She is a nine," Adam said with a wink as he leaned in and kissed me.The kiss was good and aggressive, his tongue immediately diving into my mouth. I typically wasn't one for much public affection but was consumed in his kiss. I could feel my entire body tingling as his hands dropped down and rested on my hips. I pulled my lips away."Let's get out of here," I whispered into his ear."My hotel?""Yes."We took a quick cab ride to his hotel. Adam's hand rubbed my thigh the whole way signaling his intentions. I did not remove his hand, signaling my concession. We arrived at his hotel, or should I say motel. It wasn't the nice hotels I had stayed in previously, but I should not have been surprised given his stated employment and financial status.We entered the room, which was standard, dingy with a stuffy scent, dated rug and drapes. A queen-size bed that housekeeping had not bothered to make, if there was even housekeeping at this hotel.I immediately dipped into the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror. I was not feeling confident. My eyes had black bags under them, matching the black top I was wearing. I had an odor. I didn't stink, but I didn't smell fresh, either. Between the room and my physical state, this encounter was becoming less and less ideal. I certainly couldn't take a shower in this gross bathroom, plus, taking a shower seemed a little weird right now.
