Lesbian bar

I went to my usual place. I’ve had good luck there so I figured why not. I scoped around the place and my eyes settled on the bartender. I’ve seen her in here before. Usually I’m not paying much attention to the staff here, only when I need a drink, but today she was looking hot.

“What are you drinking?” She asked me once I made my way over and sat at a bar stool.

“Just fix me something good.” I answered.

She came back with some sort of pink liquid, it was sweet and didn’t taste too strong. It was pretty good actually.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I’m not sure. I just kinda mixed a bunch of fruit like stuff together and kinda let it become what it became I guess.”

“Well it tastes good.”

“Thanks, that’s sweet of you. I don’t really know what I’m doin all the time so its nice to hear.”

“What’s your name?”

“Sam.”

“I’m Hannah, nice to meet you.”

I went in to kiss her cheek and she back away a little, instead extending her hand for a handshake which I reciprocated.

We continued small talk for a while, and I felt it was time to push forward a bit.

“So I know you work here, but do you ever hook up with anyone here?”

“No,” she laughed “I’m straight. I have a husband and a couple rugrats. I’m just here as a job, but I’m pretty sure the owner wants to fuck me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I could feel her checking me out when I interviewed. I don’t mind though. It’s kinda flattering. And it’s defiantly better than the last place I bartended at.”

“How So?”

“The manager there was fucking pervert. He would grab my ass every chance he got and he called me baby all the time. Dude was old enough to be my dad.”

“Have you ever thought about it though?”

“About what?” She said as she smiled. At this point I think she knew what I was getting at, but she was probably also just looking for a good tip since it was starting to be come aparent to her that I wanted her.

“About fucking a girl?”

“Boy you’re pretty forward.” Actually I was being reserved for me.

“Well, have you?”

“I mean, I like girls, but I like cock too.” She said as she poured a beer for another customer. “Just a sec.”. She walked away and gave the woman at the end of the bar her drink. She returned and continued talking.

“To be honest, you’re pretty hot. But I don’t think I could do that. My husband is home watching the kids and that would be rotten.”

“I bet he’d be okay with it if you told him all about it afterward.”

“What do you mean?”

“When you get home tonight, start sucking his cock and tell him how you got your pussy eaten by the hottest girl in the bar. And the climb on his dick and ride him while you tell him how hot it would be if he fucked me next.”

I wasn’t really gonna let him fuck me, but she didn’t know that.

“Oh god, you’re getting me flustered.”

I could tell now she wasn’t looking for a tip.

“Alright” she finally caved “I’m off in ten minutes. It will have to be at your place.”