The pub

“You know the Fox?” you ask, deciding that right now you just need a drink and a seat, and the pub is the best place for that. As he nods yes, Lucy pipes up from behind you.

“You only want to go there to see if Andy is working, I can’t believe you, this bloke just fucks your brains out and now you’re thinking of more cock.” The laughter in her voice though stops this sounding as rude as it could have been. Andy is the barman at the pub who you once admitted you liked, and ever since she has teased you about it.

“No, I hadn’t thought about that, just fancied stopping there for a drink or two. Unless you fancy going somewhere else?” you tell her honestly, although now she has mentioned it, the idea of getting Andy to fuck you as well later seems a good idea.

As you argue it out, the car pulls up right outside the pub, and both you and Lucy turn to kiss the driver a thanks before slipping out and waving him off.

“You know we never actually found out his name” Lucy informs you as she pushes open the door to the pub, a thought that hadn’t occurred to you until now, but which makes you blush as you think about it.