let's be more professional

It takes some willpower for me to take Dave's hand and put it back on the counter. He smiles at me, but says nothing. Hollowing out a business card. "Come to this address tomorrow if you're interested and dress yourself nicely." He winks at me and leaves the bar. I disappear to the bathroom. That bastard he knows has that effect on me. I take a deep breath trying to ignore the pleasant tingling between my legs. No, it was better that way. I take a deep breath and look at myself in the mirror again, trying to convince myself that I didn't want it. I left the bar and wanted to go home when I heard noises from a side street. My curiosity wins. I hide behind a trash can. Dave seems to have been still hungry. And the barmaid seems to have fewer reservations than I did. His hand just slides under her skirt as they kiss. "That could have been you" it goes through my head. "Bastard," I curse under my breath. But can't take my eyes off either as the redheaded beauty gets down on her knees in front of him and unzips his pants. Dave's bulging cock comes out and the barmaid immediately starts to blow him. I hear Dave moaning to here as he gets pampered. That familiar moan. I catch myself stroking my breasts through the thin fabric. Her lips graze over his horny shaft. "How good it would have felt to have him inside me." My hand slowly roams inside my jeans fingering my wet pussy.