Bar Games

Robin left the grocery store looking for a bar - she wanted a drink.

A half a block from the store she spied what she wanted - a small corner bar called "The Long Shot". Robin parted her car and entered the dark saloon.

A tall guy with long brown hair was behind the bar. Two other men who looked like truckers were at the far end of the bar watching a baseball game and drinking beer. No one else was in the place.

Robin sat at the bar and order a rum and coke. The bartender looked her over carefully as he set her drink down.

"Roll you for it!"

"What?" Robin was unsure of the man's meaning.

The bartender pulled a dice cup from behind the bar. "If you roll higher than me, you get your drink free. If I roll higher, you buy me a drink too."

"Sure, why not." Robin liked the bartender's eyes. They were blue and clear.

"I'm Phil," the bartender offered as he rolled a fourteen with three die.

"Robin," she replied as she rolled out a seventeen. "I guess I win."

"You're lucky," Phil smiled. "Want to try for bigger odds?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"If I win, you wrap those lovely lips around my cock."

"And if I win?" Robin realized that she had hit the jackpot with this bar.

"You win," Phil looked right into Robin's eyes, "and I give your pussy a workout with my tongue."

Robin picked up the dice cup and rolled out a twelve. "Beat that!"

Phil dropped the dice into the cup and rolled the cubes out onto the bar.