A loud and packed crowd

As you pull up in front of the “Bustin’ Bulls, Bar and Grill” you can’t believe what has happened. You’ve convinced your wife to not only go out dress like a rave girl, but to help you try to find someone to bring home as well. Well, maybe convinced isn’t the right word, but it’s harder to explain.

You park the car and hop out. Alice isn’t as quick to get out. But she slowly exits the car. The knee high boots (with a three inch heel, so still doing as she was told) really complete the outfit. She isn’t completely comfortable in the outfit, but is trying to not show it. Luckily, you picked a place were she won’t stand out too much.

The two of you walk up and grab a couple seats near the end of the bar. It was nice as it allowed you to see the entire restaurant, meaning you could people watch without moving your head too much. Even though this time it meant seeing all the guys turning to look at the two of you, well mainly your wife.

Alice was through half her first beer before she calmed down. Talking to the bartender about the local college team, she let you know that you timed it well, as once the game ended, the place would be slammed, so put in food early if you wanted any. Always trying for the up-sale, gotta love it.

Slammed with college girls was your hope, but it seemed worth it to wait and see.

About an hour later, that is exactly what happens. The quiet little bar gets packed. Two or three people deep at the bar, making you even happier you are on the edge and not the middle.

Alice, long since giving up on being able to sit down on her own stool and still hear you, was leaning against the bar, keeping you between her and the crowd. You hand was clearly on her ass, with a finger or two randomly sliding under her shorts from time to time. She has long since stopped swatting it away and gave in.

“Well, you are the stud who picked up me, so what do you do to find girls?” she asked, having to press herself against you to allow you to hear her quiet voice.

“Hell if I know, you were stuck with me in that lab class. Otherwise we would have never talked.” you confess that you have no game, and still have no idea how someone like Alice went for you. “But, I think the first thing is to find someone you want to talk to. So, mrs ‘I have to pick the girls’, let’s pick one.”

Alice blushed. It was one thing to talk about it, but she was starting to realize that she really did want to pick out a girl and at least talk to her. After looking over the crowd and each of you nixxing a few of he choices, Alice decided on a cute redhead that was part of a small group of 4 girls at a booth near by. The girls seemed a bit out of place at the bar, nothing but waters on the table, but were trying to talk and seemed to be having a good time.

The redhead seemed about the same height and build as Alice, but had small to no boobs. You tried to fight it, but Alice said she wanted to have some difference between her and ‘the new girl’, at least for the first new girl. With you being a boob man, meant the first was going to lose to Alice’s chest. She would not move off that point.

She gives you a quick kiss, then heads over to talk to the group of girls. This is awkward as fuck. You want to watch, but also don’t want to be creepy. You wanted Alice to bring both of you, so you could toss in a magical WYR question to get stuff moving. But no, this is what she wanted. You are going to let her try it her way first.

And it is a great thing you did that, as shortly after she left, Alice came back and told you to grab a pitcher and 6 glasses, then head over to the table. You wave down the bartender, and since you’ve been tipping heavily since you heard of the coming crowd, it didn’t take long at all to get the drink order and head over.

Alice saved you a spot between her and the redhead. After talking for a bit, you find out her name is Erin and she’s a freshman at the college. All four girls are 18 and freshman at the college – which means too young to buy their own beers, but heard this bar usually accepts fake IDs. But with the crowd, they were all afraid to even try.

You pour them each a glass, and just let Alice do the talking. You chime in here and there, but Alice is a star and quickly drives the conversion where she wants it. Thirty minutes later, all the beers are gone and Alice suggests going somewhere else, since the bar was too busy to get served again. You tried to act like a big man and could get a round easily, but you quickly realized her plan – get either all of them, or at least Erin to head back to your place.

You pipe up for the first time in a bit. “Well, how about this, would you rather stay here and be done drinking since the crowd is huge, or head back to Alice and my place and keep the party going?” You direct the question right at Erin, forcing her making her make the choice.