1. I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry


    Date: 5/2/2024, Categories: Threesomes, Author: josha2024 

    ... He knocked back what was left in his glass and ordered another without thinking.

He felt someone bump into him from behind, and he turned to face a wildly attractive woman. She had long black hair that was somewhat disheveled, and large dark eyes highlighted with kajal. She had full, red lips, and her skin was olive-toned and shining in the pulsing lights of the venue. She had on a very tight-fitting t-shirt which outlined her ample breasts and her nipples were protruding through the thin fabric. She had on a loose-fitting Indian-style skirt and plenty of silver jewelry around her neck, her wrists, on her fingers and in her ears. He guessed she had more silver in parts of her body he could not see. She looked a little panicky.

"Sorry, can I get in front of you so I can order a drink?" she yelled to be heard above the music. "Oh, and then would you stand behind me? I am trying to get away from someone right now."

Josh turned sideways so she could get through and then stood behind her.

"Thanks," she said and ordered herself a shot of Tequila with salt and lime. When they came, she wasted no time licking the salt, throwing back the tequila and biting the lime, slamming the glass down on the bar top.

She reached one of her hands up over her shoulder, pulled his head towards her and spoke into his ear.

"There is a tall guy in a jean jacket and white t-shirt near the door looking around for me. Can you tell me when he leaves?"

Josh nonchalantly turned and ...
    ... saw the man she described, right where she said he would be. He was scanning the room, said something to the bouncer and then abruptly left.

Josh waited a few moments to ensure he did not return and then told the woman that she was safe, that he had gone.

She turned towards him and said, "You were sweet to help me out. What do I owe you?"

"How about permission to buy you another round of shots?"

"An offer I will never refuse," she laughed.

Josh ordered shots for them. Everything was moving so fast and he was reveling in the glow of the whisky, this wild woman in front of him and he stopped any pretense of believing he wasn't starting a night-long bender. He told himself he didn't care. "Just one night," he thought. He deserved this and he would start clean tomorrow and Samantha wouldn't have to know.

They licked the salt from each other's hands, swilled the Tequila and then held the lime up to each other's mouth. He was on the train and barrelling down the track, feeling good. "I fuckin' need this," he lied to himself because it all felt fiercely good and carefree like in his younger years.

She put a hand around his neck, pulled him to her and kissed him. She reached down and placed her hand on the front of his jeans and purred in his ear, "I hope that is for me?"

He bit her lip and sucked it into his mouth.

The bartender tapped her on the shoulder and barked at them to make out somewhere else.

"This is a bar, not a sex club," he admonished ...
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