Beth goes to the bar

Beth headed out of her condo and hopped into her SUV. She needed to check on some properties before she just up and left tomorrow, but she also wanted a drink at her favorite bar that regularly had large gatherings of college guys. Hot, tight-bodied guys that were dirty from playing football or rugby. She squeezed her thighs together at the thought of breaking one of them off from the pack and taking him home. Turning the vehicle right, Beth decided the properties could wait, she couldn’t.

Banging thru the doors, she quickly surveyed the crowd and was dismayed to find it rather empty. No rugby players. No college guys. Nothing but a few middle-aged bar flies and some hussy taking her try at the Karaoke machine. Beth was disappointed and was going to leave but decided since she was here so she might as well have a drink.

Taking a stool at the bar, she ordered a drink and thought about her upcoming trip. She was excited and nervous and hoped this place would offer her what she desired. Her mind drifted to her go-to fantasy about walking into a locker room after a game and having all those half-naked college guys turning to stare at her, then passing her around and getting used. Without thought, Beth flexed her thighs rapidly, enjoying the tidal pull of her need. Spreading her legs apart a bit, she casually ran her fingertips up her thigh and under her skirt.

In her mind, Beth was being pushed to the locker room floor, while 8 mean gathered around here and jacked off in a circle. With a finger hooked under her panties, she found her clit and lightly flicked it. Her fantasy was so real that she swore she could hear them and their raucous laughter. It wasn’t until someone bumped into her that she came back to the present and saw that a group of guys had just entered the bar. She hadn’t imagined the noise, and one of them had accidentally brushed her shoulder while talking to the barkeep. He grinned at her and Beth smiled back, not really noticing that she was still flicking the bean. She blushed but didn’t remove her hand, that would have been too obvious.

He made his order, and stood there awkwardly next to her, giving Beth the side eye. She still had her hand up her skirt and he would have to be blind not to notice. “He probably thinks I’m some fucking freak or drunk,” she thought to herself. She wanted to be embarrassed but frankly didn’t care. Big deal that he saw her touching herself in a bar while having a drink, it’s not like she would ever see him again. Right? Deciding on a bolder move than she normally would, Beth took her hand out from under her skirt, looked the guy in the eyes and popped her fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean.

She couldn’t help herself, Beth laughed out loud at the astonished look on his face. Did he think her crazy? Hot? Weird? The bartender cleared his throat, told the man his total and pushed the beers towards him. He gave her another stranger look, grabbed the drinks and headed back to his friends. Sighing, Beth returned to her own drink and decided it was time to finish up and head over to the property she needed to check. She paid her tab and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, considering one still smelled like her pussy. A nice smell, if she was being honest, but still, she didn’t need to be walking around with pussy-scented fingers.

When exiting the bathroom, she noticed someone loitering in the hall, where the payphones would have been in a time not that long ago. It was the guy from the bar. That surprised Beth.

“Hey,” he ventured, a little timidly.

“Umm, hi.”

“Sorry to approach you like this, in a bar hallway, outside the lady’s room, but, well, I just had to say hi.”

“Ok. Hi there. And now that I have said it back?” Beth asked.

“Well, I was wondering if I could buy you a drink or something.”

“Thanks, but no thanks. I gotta drive and have a busy afternoon.”

“Oh. Sure. Yeah. Rain cheque?”

Beth thought a moment. She didn’t much want to get to know this guy, she just wanted to scratch an itch. She arched her back to make her tits stick out. “I have about 20 minutes before I have to leave, think that is enough time to get to know each other?”