Memphis meets Austin (pt1) - Sex Stories

Memphis meets Austin (pt1)

... I haven't been dying to hear her voice. But, I was trying to act very 'unsharklike'. Again she said, "she's having a busy night." "Oh, yeah, I see that. Good for her. Worse thing in the world is coming to work and having it be dead. Speaking of dead, I see you've about killed your drink. Can I get a refill for you, when we have her attention?" I hear the guy a few seats to my right laugh. I look over at shark #1, he just knows I'm about ready to be shot down. Same with shark #2 to her left. They know if their pretty boy looks couldn't get with her, my receding hairline and "dad-bod" physique doesn't stand a chance. She notices their reaction and scoots closer, closing the gap of seats between us. "I would LOVE that!" she replies, "thank you so much!". I'm not sure if it was genuine interest in me or just making the sharks feel like shit. I didn't care, because now I've got her attention. "My name's Marshal" I say extending my hand. A pleasure to meet you Marshal, my name is Memphis!" she replied. "Memphis huh?" I said looking her up and down. "Yeah, I can see that... original, a little dangerous and sexy, it suits you!" She flashed that beautiful smile and it hit me... "BLUE!!" I blurted out. She laughed and said "what!?". I said, "your eyes! I noticed something about your eyes when I first saw you walk in, but couldn't put my finger on what it was. Now I realize it's because I couldn't see them clear enough to realize just how beautifully blue they are. I mean, a guy could ...

... really get lost in those!" She giggled, both embarrassed and flattered. "No seriously, those are like Lake Tahoe on a clear day blue! They're just gorgeous!" Just as she was about to say something, Austin appeared. "Hey guys, sorry that took so long, what can I get you?" I asked Memphis what she was drinking, she said it was a Grey Goose screwdriver. I told Austin we'd take 2 of those. I shot Memphis a glance... "And a couple of shots of straight up grey goose?" She told Austin "sure". And away she went. As she walked away, Memphis looked after her and said "she's got like a perfect ass!". Without looking, I said, "what are you talking about I watched you walk in, you've got a pretty great ass yourself!". She said "yeah, but look at that! That's, that's like perfect!" I said, "well I'm not gonna argue with you I know better than to do that! So I'm just gonna let this one go."

Austin returned with our drinks and I asked her to start me a tab. I raised my shot to Memphis and said, "to beautiful women named after cities. Those that bring you drinks and those that brighten your night." Austin giggled and let out a "aww schucks!!" as she shuffled off to her next patron in need. We clinked glasses and downed the shot, with a quick chaser of screwdriver. I motioned Austin for 2 more shots. As she poured them Memphis said she didn't think she'd be able to do another and still walk. I said, well we can't have that and pulled both shots in front of me.

We started chatting about ...