Beltane's

I head down to Beltane's to get a couple of drinks and hope that will help me sleep. Maybe I can even scope out a hot babe, not that there were ever any hot babes in Beltane's.

Hey Johnny, Ed the bartender said when I strolled in. It was a pretty busy night, but Ed always had a kind word for me. He had been in the joint for 10 years on a manslaughter rap, something about his wife, another man, a baseball bat. We didn't talk about it, but the fraternity of cons runs deep. He was someone that I could talk too.

"Want a beer," he asked me.

Sure I answered. I can't get to sleep tonight so I figure a couple of brews will help me get some sleep. I drank a beer, and then another two or six or something. Anyway about 1:50am I was pretty plowed and would definitely have no trouble getting to sleep.

"Last call," Ed came up and said to me.

"I'll have one more I said back to him.

Suddenly a sultry voice from my right said, "I'll have one more too Ed."

I looked to my right and saw a blonde, not young, not old. More importunately she had big tits, and it was near closing time. Even in my **** state I could tell she was hunting and I was the prey. Maybe not her first choice, but compared to where I had been she was the most beautiful woman in the world. I confirmed with Ed, "Yeah, get her one more on me."

"My name is Renee," she said to me.

"You can call me Johnny," I said back.

"I haven't seen you around here before," she said. "Are you new in town?"

I glanced at Ed and said, "Yeah, I just moved in to take care of my Grandma. She lives right down the street. I came over tonight when she went to bed."

If Ed had told her about my past she didn't let on, she accepted my explanation and I didn't worry about it any more.

Renee was wearing a pink v-neck sweater that showed plenty of cleavage. She was probably forty something, but at that moment all I wanted to do was get that sweater off of her big tits and bury my face in her chest. It had been so long since I had a woman that my grandmother was starting to look good to me.

We chatted for a few more minutes as we finished our last drinks. I got up and said can I walk you to your car; Renee gave me a big smile and said sure. I waved at Ed and he gave me the thumbs up. I help Renee on with her coat and we walked out the door to her car. I knew she was waiting for me to make my move, to say something. I was having a hard time, to long not being human I guess.

We got to her car; it was a beat up navy blue Ford sedan. I turned to say something to her when suddenly she took matters into her own hand. She flung her arms around my neck and pulled my lips to hers. Her body fit in against me and my cock started to stiffen at once. My arms went around her and I kissed her back fiercely, my tongue probing the inside of her mouth. I could taste the vodka from her last drink, and feel her body heat against my chest.

Her hand drifted down and found my hard cock, she started to stroke me through my pants. My hands worked there way to her tits, and I squeezed them through the soft sweater fabric. I could feel her nipples stiffen as I stroked her, and I pinched them a little. She moaned softly as I pinched her nipples and said, "Is your Grandmother a heavy sleeper?"