Compliment her.

“You’re stunning,” you blurt drunkenly. The tall woman stops entering the bathroom to give you a look over.

“You’re not half bad yourself,” she says with a wink and a smile that sends chills down your spine. She steps close to you, her body pressing you into the sink behind you. “The name’s Jack,” she whispers into your ear, “What’s yours?” Her breath warm against your skin.

“Amber,” is the only word you can utter through your drunken arousal over the bald redhead’s closeness. You moan as she nibbles on your ear, her hands exploring your body. She slides your dress up over your waist before grabbing your hips lifting you onto the sink. Her kisses making their way down to your neck. You instinctively grab at the back of her head. You feel the smoothness of her shaved head.

She pulls your dress down your arms freeing your breasts into the women’s restroom of a bar and grill. You lean back recoiling from the cold mirror behind you. Jack takes your nipple into her mouth as she gropes your other boob. Her free hand finds its way to your crotch. You gasp as her hand pushes aside your panties to make contact with your pussy. You continue rubbing the back of her smooth head while gripping the side of the sink for support.

Her continued attention to your sensitive areas causes you to moan. Your breast pops out of her mouth, she raises a single finger to your lips. She shushes you leaving a hint of your own juices on your lips. You lick your lips before biting them to stifle your moans as Jack’s fingers return to your pussy and her mouth returns to your neck. Your hips start humping her hand. The occasional moan still managing to slip from between your lips.

You pull Jack’s head from the crook of your neck, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Her lips taste of her cherry lip gloss, and you can’t help but wonder if yours taste of the **** from dinner. Your tongues dance between both of your mouths. Suddenly the mostly quiet bathroom explodes with the sound of the door opening. You pull Jack’s body into your own in an attempt to cover your exposed chest.

An older woman enters the bathroom giving you and Jack a surprised glance. “There are a couple guys outside that asked me to check on whichever one of you is Amber.” The woman turns to leave the bathroom. As the door closes again, you and Jack erupt into laughter.

“I guess I should get going,” you say looking into Jack’s beautiful eyes.

“Yea, I guess you should,” she says in a seductively low and breathy voice as her face hovers in front of yours. The two of you lock lips and despite your wish to keep going the kiss is broken all the same. You keep staring at Jack, as she moves your dress back into place and helping you back off the sink.

You begrudgingly start to fix your dress as Jack reaches into your purse. She pulls out your phone and taps it to her own. “Call me, I think we might have some unfinished business.” She turns away from you. You can’t help but watch her ass sway as she makes her way into a stall. When you exit the bathroom John and Roger are waiting for you.

“Are you okay?” John asks as you emerge back into the restaurant.

“Yep, all good.” You’re sure that your cheeks are red in blush, but hopefully the guys will just think it’s from the drinks at dinner. They help you back to the Pokecenter and up to your room. Between the drinks and your arousal, you don’t pay much attention to what John and Roger are saying. “Goodnight boys. And good luck tomorrow.” You call out as you enter your room.

Finally alone, you let your hair down and slip out of your dress letting it fall to the floor. You fall on to your bed. Images of Jack fill your mind as you slip into a deep **** induced sleep. Tomorrow will be your first gym battle.