Long Day - Sex Stories

Long Day

It had been a long day. I don’t like meetings away. Early start or stay in a hotel the night before. It’s the lesser of two evils, but the rooms are often soulless. It’s late, so rather than sit in my room and read, I’ll go to the bar across the road with my book. Yes, it was late and midweek, but that meant the place was quiet.

She caught my eye as I walked in—the barmaid, that is. Tall, loose fitting top and a great smile. There was a little small talk as I ordered a pint and I sneaked a look down her blouse as she lent, forward and was treated to a glimpse of white lace. I’m sure she noticed, but said nothing. I found a table near the bar happily reading, sipping my beer, watching the world go by. Yes, my eyes were drawn to her. She is an attractive woman. Looking is fine, but expecting nothing more than maybe a smile. And besides the majority of the time I was happily engrossed in the novel.

Lara had noticed him as he walked in. Not the normal business type that came into the bar. That was even more apparent as he ordered his drink, polite, considerate, and actually talked to her properly. Yes, he took a look down her top but it was fleeting. And she could understand that with his blouse. He didn’t letch or stare. The smell of his cologne was good. She watched him walk to a table—nice bum. And it had been a long time since she had a good fucking. She wondered, do I?

A while later she came around collecting glass and wiping a few tables. “Not done yet?“

“No, ...

... just taking my time. “

We chat a bit more, just a little idle conversation, but there was definitely a little more to it. As she turned to go, she said, “Before I forget,” and handed me a folded piece of paper. I watched her walk away from me. Nice bum, I thought, looking at her gentle wiggle in a snug black skirt.

I opened the note: “Message me,” and there was her number. I was taken aback. Stared at the paper. Looked back up to see her smiling. As our eyes met, I took out my phone and typed.

The messages flowed between her customers. Nothing much at first, but the flirting was definitely there. I went to the bar for another drink. The eye contact was prolonged- with a smile. As she bent down for the glass, I looked down her top again. Yes, she saw me and kept on smiling.

Lara headed off behind the bar for a moment. Soon after she was back, my phone buzzed with another message- it was a photo, a selfie with several extra buttons undone on her blouse. A lot of lace and cleavage showing. The message read: “Take your time and enjoy the view!! xx."

This lady was certainly grabbing my full attention.

Lara watched him open the message. Watched his eyes widen, and then the smile as he looked up. He was typing.

“I’m enjoying the view, and your company- when do you finish work?”

“The bar is closing early tonight. I won’t be long."

I sat in a corner as the last customer left. Lara closed and locked the door, turned the lights and walked over to me—a slow, ...