The sports bar

Jason took the short stroll down the street to his local bar, "McGeever's", named after a pitcher for a local team that everyone had by now forgotten. He turned his jacket collar up against the rain till he got there then immediately divested himself of it and took up residency on a stool at the bar. He liked the place but didn't get to it much because that bitch Cara had screwed him over for so much alimony and he could barely afford the price of a beer. However, with his new pen, everything had changed, and he was sure that if he kept writing it and checking, his wallet would continually replace that $100 that he found today.

Relatively content with his two conquests of the day so far, he wasn't too bothered if he didn't score again tonight, but... he knew there were a couple of hot girls working here these days and he would be lying to himself if he pretended he didn't care if they were working tonight. Thankfully both were on.

"Hey Jason. Long time no see! What can I get you"?

"Light beer please Livia". Jason wad genuinely happy to see Livia, the matriarchal manager of the joint. Sure, she was a full busted curvy milf (even though she was more than 10 years younger than Jason), but she was a warm-hearted friendly soul too. Talking to her felt a lot like coming home.

The place was pretty quiet. Too early in the day, and Livia was content to let Colette, the tattooed, 20-something deal with things while she caught up with Jason. Jason always enjoyed his chats with Livia. Usually though from his seated position he ended up speaking directly to her cleavage. Livia for her part didn't seem to mind this and he supposed it was just something she got used to with all the customers. In fact, she usually flaunted as much as possible, seeing it as a way of keeping the clientele in the bar.

As usual, he let himself daydream about getting to grips with her large mammaries, then caught himself. Why just imagine it?

"What's that you got there honey?" asked the barmaid.

"Its this new pen I got". Jason pulled the surface off a beermat, leaving a small writing surface.

"Nice. From someone special?"

"Actually, I dunno. Just turned up", he replied then proceeded to write. Livia puts my head in her cleavage and squeezes her tits around it and lets me squeeze her ass.

Livia watched the ink sparkle on the beermat surface then let out a sympathetic "Aw honey! If you wanted a hug you should just have said. C'mere!" and with that she embraced Jason, pulling him nose-first into her cleavage. She proceeded to use her arms to squeeze her soft boob-flesh onto the sides of Jason's head. Jason reached round and grabbed her ass cheeks through her tight jeans and pulled himself towards her. A couple of the regulars at the bar looked over but Livia ignored them. A few moments later, she released him and smiled. "Its so cute. You were too shy to ask for a hug so you had to write it down". She paused and squinted down at the beermat. "Wait. What else is that you're writing now"?