Get a room at the motel

Thoughts of Loretta mingle with fantasies of Val and the bartender naked in your head. You decide to take your chances in town, especially without the overly protective farmer around. Who knows if you'd even get a chance with Loretta out at the farm.

"I'll get a room at the motel, I think."

Both Val and the bartender smile when you say that.

"Tell your dad that I'm at the motel. He can call the front desk tomorrow when he's finished," you continue.

"Okay, mister." Val winks at you as she turns to leave. Saucy little wench. You watch her swinging ass as she walks out.

You turn back to the bartender and she gives you a hot glance. "Can I get you another glass? Maybe some food now that lunch is available?"

"Sure, another beer and a plate of nachos would be great. When do you get off work?"

The bartender smirks at you. "I get off at six. Do you want to get off then too?" She leans on the bar looking at you with devilish eyes. The tank top sags, revealing the curves of her pert breasts.