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Chapter 5 by Jnightshade Jnightshade

Where do you go?

For a Drink

In no time you reach the most expensive bar in the city.

Despite prominent no smoking signs and a general lack of patronage at this afternoon hour, you find a dimly lit, smoky corner to sit.

You hike up your skirt and smile at a man ten stools down at the bar. After all, only stupid sluts pay for their drinks.

The bartender walks over. “What would you like? He’s paying.”

“Bourbon, the fifteen year aged. No ice.”

“Expensive taste.”

“He looks like he can afford it. Make it a double.”

The bartender laughs.

A willowy blond waltzes in. She is blabbing on her cell phone.

“Blah blah blah and it’s not worth it. I don’t care how rich he is blah blah.”

You head turns as you hear the magic word. You sip your bourbon, as you watch the blonde. She is an inch taller than you, thin with modest breasts. Her hair is nearly platinum and you idly wonder if the curtains match the drapes.

After a couple of drinks she heads toward the bathroom. You follow her. You wait by the sink for her to finish. You smile at her.

“Hi pretty, what’s your name?”

She looks at you. “Tiffany.”

“I’m Kim. Now that we have that out of the way...”

You kiss her deeply.

You break off the kiss and stare into Tiffany’s shocked eyes.

“What are you doing, somebody could come in here!”

“Relax, that’s half the fun.”

You slip off her skirt and panties.

“I...I’m...not really into women.”

As you begin licking, you note her neatly trimmed pubic hair is so light blonde she almost looks shaved.

“Oh. Oh! OH!”

Her hands clench.

You didn’t get this far in life without knowing exactly how to lick a pussy. Oddly, you don’t remember the last time you ate out a girl. You pause.

“If you want me to continue, tell me about your ex.”

She spills her guts.

You resume sucking and fingering her slit.

By the time she comes you know more about Andy than his mom.

You stand up and reapply your lipstick. Tiffany pulls up her skirt.

“OMG, can we do that again?”

“Maybe. I’ll call you.

She gives you her number.

You smile at your reflection. You have big plans for her.

Where to next?

More fun
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