To the bar

I threw on some pink bikini cut panties and a bra, squeezed my way into some tight jeans and a nice top. I checked myself out in the mirror before I left, deciding to hike up my panties a little bit to let them show.

Before I left I went back to Michelle's room, and opened the door again.

"I'm headed out for a drink," I said, while taking another peek. My response wasn't very coherent - it was a cross between a shriek and a grunt, combined with the rhythmic slapping of skin as the he-man banged the bejesus out of my roommate. Damn, did he have a nice ass. Muscular but just round enough to give a good squeeze...

I decided to head to my local bar, a quick walk down the street from the apartment. It wasn't a very classy place, but I wasn't feeling very classy that day anyway. It was also pretty early, not even completely dark out. I prepared myself for dissapointment as I pushed through the bar door.

I was suprised to see quite a crowd forming. There was a group of guys huddled around a pool table in the back, a few more having a beer at the bar, and another talking on the phone. I was the only girl in the place, odds which I loved.

While scoping out the room from the entrance, I saw a gorgeous specimen by the group playing pool. He was laughing, exposing his perfect teeth, chiseled jaw, and beautiful wavy blonde hair. He was wearing a tight striped button up shirt accentuating his muscles and tight black pants that looked great on him.

I wanted him BAD. But he looked way out of my league, surely he was married or engaged or something. I continued to scope out some of the other guys.

Of the two guys at the bar, one was pudgy, unshaven, and too old, but the other was younger (but still older than me) and pretty cute. He was quite skinny but looked to be super tall, which I loved. Much closer to my league.