Coffee, before moving onto the pub

"I certainly won't say no to coffee, John". Rachel replies after a moment's consideration. "I think that coffee will be the last thing on our minds when we get finally home tonight!" She adds with a naughty grin.

"I think you may be right, Rachel". You say, favouring her with a knowing smile. "Can we have two cappuccinos, and the bill please?" You ask the young waiter, as he promptly appeared to clear the table of the plates.

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"So long Rachel! Goodbye Mr John! Hope to see you soon!" Francesco calls out, as Rachel with her hand in yours opens the front door to the restaurant, and leaves the building.

"See ya!" Rachel replies. She shivers slightly from the cold. Her backless dress with its plunging neckline providing little protection from the sudden drop in temperature. "Thanks for dinner, John. It really was lovely". Rachel says, looking up at you adoringly before shivering again.

"It's my pleasure, Rachel". You reply. "Let's get you to the Pub before you catch a cold, shall we?"

Rachel nods her head in full agreement, and barely a minute later the pair of you make it to the entrance of the Pub.

"Ready?" You ask. Your hand holding the door handle.

Rachel hesitates for a few moments before nodding her head in an affirmative.

"You will be fine, Rachel. Most of them are really nice people". You say reassuringly.

"Most of them?" Rachel asks, concern creeping into her voice.

You flash a cheeky smile in response, and open the door to the Pub. Instantly your ears are assaulted with the buzz of lots of people chatting, laughing, shouting and drinking. From the loud chanting coming from the back of the pub it appears there is an especially rowdy group of people.

"Down it! Down it! Down it!" The group chant as one, urging their compatriot to finish his or her beverage. It appears that the person in question succedded as a roar of approval was heard from that particular area of the Pub.

"I wonder". You mutter to yourself, as you and Rachel walk further into the bar.

Patrons seated near to the door instantly take notice of your - or more accurately Rachel's- entrance. Every bloke in close proximity sits up straight, and try to subtly get a better look of the beautiful woman on your arm.

"Let's get a drink, shall we?" You say, looking for a bit of space near the busy bar. "What would you like, Rachel?"

"Er, can i have a rum and coke, please?" Rachel replies after a brief pause. "I think I've had enough wine for tonight. Another couple of glasses, and I'll be horribly hungover tomorrow".

"We can't have that, Rachel. We have a busy day planned tomorrow!" You state, with a toothy grin.

"Don't I know it!" Rachel replies with a naughty wink, and a giggle.

Despite the busy crowd at the bar, you and Rachel are quickly served. That may be something due to the fact of Rachel leaning on the bar counter, giving the young bar attendant a great view of her plunging neckline.

When you point it out to her Rachel takes a sip of her drink, before giggling. "That's what boobs are for, isn't it?

"Well, it's nice to be benefiting from the 'boobs get served policy' all bars abide by for a change!" You joke, and take a swig of your beer.

Your eyes scan the groups of people for familiar faces. At the far end of the bar you spot Scott's girlfriend Lisa, and her two friends. Lisa is the same age as you and Scott- scratch that as Scott is now older than you- about average height, and has dirty blonde hair. She has a nice trim body, a pretty face, a nice butt, and a more than respectable pair of C-cup breasts. She and Scott have been going out for just under two years, and luckily you get on with her well.

"Hi Lisa, how are you doing? Evening Terri, Kelly". You ask, once Rachel and yourself successfully pass through the crowds to get close to them.

Terri is a short, cute redhead with freckles, and mesmerising emerald green eyes. Unfortunately that is the only thing she has going for her as she is completely flat chested, and is a bit of a stuck up bitch.

Kelly however is another matter. She is a tall leggy brunette, and with the high heels she has on she is as tall as you. While her breasts aren't quite as big as Rachel's, they certainly are very large and firm looking. Her pretty face is framed with a very stylish pair of expensive glasses. She is wearing a classy scarlet dress, which offers only a hint of her considerable bossom, and black heels.

"Hi John". The ladies reply simultaneously, Terri with much less warmth than the other two women. Lisa gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, while Kelly gives you a brief, awkward hug.

"Ladies, allow me to introduce you to Rachel. Rachel, this Scott's partner Lisa, and her friends Terri and Kelly". You say, eager not to let Rachel feel ignored.

"Hi ya! Nice to meet you all". Rachel says awkwardly.

"Hi, Rachel! I love your dress! Scott said that John was bringing his new lady along!" Lisa exclaims, flashing your girlfriend with a brilliant smile. "You've found yourself a great guy!" She adds.

Rachel glances up to you lovingly. "Don't I know it! I........"

Rachel is drowned out by the rowdy group at one of back tables. "Down it! Down it! Down it!" The group once again chant as one. Some of the voices seem familiar to you.

"Lisa. Where are Scott, and the others?" You ask, although you suspect that you already know the answer.

Lisa sighs deeply. "There". She answers, pointing towards the group of rowdy people.

Sure enough the men and women in question are friends and work colleagues of Scott, and yourself. A large cheer erupts from the group, and one of the men with his back to you gets out of his seat, revealing the person who they have been urging to finish their drink. Unsurprisingly it is the birthday boy himself. Several empty pint glasses, and half a dozen empty shot glasses are on the table in front of him. From his body language it is evident that he is at the least rather merry.

"Come on, let's save your boyfriend, Lisa". Kelly says.

"Alright then. Rachel, and John should say hi to the birthday boy before he passes out". Lisa agrees. She swivels around, and faces you. "No getting shots for him!" She declares.

"Hey, no shots here!" You reply innocently, indicating to your pint glass.

"John! Rachel!" Scott bellows once he sees the girls and yourself approach the table. He reaches out to shake your hand, which you accept and give it a firm shake. You notice that his eyes are all over the place. You have been out drinking enough times with Scott to know when he's reached his limit, and it appears that he has had more than enough.

"Evening lads. Evening Scott, happy birthday buddy!" You state, slapping him on the shoulder. "What have these gits been feeding you then?" You ask, indicating to the empty shot glasses.

"He's had some tequila, tsambuca, grin, and Jager bombs. The guy sitting to him, Luke helpfully replies.

"Oh boy, sounds like my 20th birthday all over again!" You say, with a wry smile.

"Did you get rather drunk, John?" Rachel asks, curiosity and amusement are evident in her voice.

"I was annihilated that night". You reply. "I have no memory past 9pm. Apparently I went to the toilet in the bar, and threw up everywhere in the room, apart from the toilet!"

"True story, that!" Scott replies, his eyes are glazing over big time. "The owner wanted me to clean it up!"

"Well it was you, and Sid who got me so battered in the first place!" You protest. "Who gave me that pint of water with three tsambuca shots in it?!" You exclaim

Rachel makes a sound of disgust then giggles uncontrollably, very much enjoying the image of you so spectacularly drunk. It was at that moment every person at the table focuses their attention on her. "Hi everyone, I'm Rachel". She says nervously.

As various guys at the table practically fall over themselves to introduce themselves to your stunning girlfriend, Sid appears out of nowhere with a tray full of shots.

"Jager bombs for you Scott. Put them away!" Sid demands, placing half a dozen shots in front of the birthday boy.

"Come on Sid, don't be a knob. He's had enough shots!" You declare.

"You got him another six? Are you trying to get him paralytic?" Lisa asks incredulously.

"Hey it's his birthday! Besides, they were three for a fiver". Sid replies nonchalantly. "If you don't want him to drink them, how about you finish them in his stead, Lisa?" He challenges the blonde.

Lisa looks horrified at the prospect of having the shots. She is a notorious light weight with drinking, plus she will most likely have her hands full with Scott tonight.

"I'll have two". You announce , feeling sorry for her.

"Thanks, John!" Lisa exclaims in obvious relief. "I don't think I can handle more than one!"

"Believe me if it was tsambuca I wouldn't be going near the stuff!" You declare.

"I'll have one". Kelly says. She notices your amused expression. "What? I'm not going to have a shot contest with you, like we did a few months ago!" She states, flashing you a smile.

"Yeah, you definitely came second in that contest!" Lisa jokes, gently teasing her friend.

"I'll have one too!" Rachel chimes in, throwing you a wide smile.

"I guess I'll have one too". Terri says with a complete lack of enthusiasm.

""Excellent. It's sorted then". Lisa declares, picking up her shot. "Cheers everyone!"

Your eyes lock with Rachel's, and with a loving smile you clink your shot glass against hers. "Cheers, Rachel".

"Cheers, John". Your stunning girlfriend replies and necks the shot.