Later that night, I made it down to our friendly neighbourhood bar. It should probably be classified as a sports bar with the mandatory 17 TVs but it also had an area for darts, a pool table and a couple of arcade games. It was a nice place to hang out with friends and the atmosphere was friendly. It was easy to meet new people here.
It was one of those bars that had 30 different beers on draft and another 50-60 on bottle. I was friends with all the bartenders. I gave nice tips and they hooked me up with quick service and a free beer from time to time. Everybody won.
I quickly located my regular group of friends down at one end of the bar. I had been coming to this bar for years and the group of regulars constantly changed as we met new people and others waned or moved away. We were a happy bunch of couples and singles so it was very easy to fit in and have a nice relaxing evening together at the bar.
It was Saturday night and the place was packed. The owners charged 50 cents more per beer than any of the other bars around us so the crowd looking for bargain drinks were not here. It was a mix of young professionals who valued a fun time over a few dollars less on the bar bill. Nobody could remember the last time there was a bar fight. It was that kind of place and perfectly safe for a couple of women to go out without receiving too much creepy attention.
Heather showed up a little after 8 and beelined to our group. She said her hellos, gave a few hugs and finally stood in front of me.
"Hiya." she said. "I had a fun time today. Thank you."
I wasn't sure if there was a hidden meaning in that comment.
"Me too." I smiled back as I accepted the reality. It happened, we enjoyed it but it would not be repeated or spoken of again.
"What did you guys do?" chimed Suzie.
"I tortured him with a trip to the mall." Heather bragged and a few of our friends around us laughed. Heather huddled with Suzie to tell her about the great deals she had found and I looked around for someone to challenge for a game of darts.
We were back to normal.
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It was a regular Saturday evening with friends. The beers flowed, the jokes were flying, stories were told and spats of laughter were heard in pockets or from the entire group if it was a particularly riveting story. I was killing it on the dart boards for a change but losing badly at the Golden Tee golf game.
Heather and I had not interacted much during the evening but she was suddenly by my side and pulled me out of earshot from the group.
"Can I spend the night at your place?" she asked.
At first I didn't think anything of it. I lived in walking distance of the bar and friends would crash at my place if they had too much to drink. It didn't happen often but we looked after each other in the group.
"Yes, of course." I smiled and started to move away.
Heather grabbed my arm again and pulled me back.
"Can I have your keys? I want to go now and you can just join me when you are done having fun." she added.
I smiled and quietly gave her my apartment key.
"See you soon." I said and Heather started saying her goodbyes to the group.
I played another round of Golden Tee while I slowly finished my beer. I pictured Heather naked in my bedroom and my dick twitched. I started yawning and stretching as I announced to the group that my time had come. I remembered her firm titties and handfuls of butt cheeks. I paid my tab and headed out.
I was probably 30 to 45 minutes behind Heather and I all of a sudden worried that I had taken too long and she was sound asleep. I had been too concerned about creating space between our departures and didn't realize that I had also kept her waiting.
I hastened my steps and ran up the stairs to my apartment. The door was unlocked and I quickly entered. All of a sudden it hit me... were we on track for seconds or did she just need to crash? We never confirmed anything in the bar and my horny mind just ran away.
I strode into my bedroom and saw Heather's head sticking up from under the covers. I could just see her head. Not even an inch of her shoulder was visible and I had no idea if she was fully naked or fully clothed under there.
Heather smiled at me. "There you are!" she said.
I smiled and looked around for her clothes to see if I could find any clues about the state of her nakedness. Nothing.
"Sorry to leave you waiting." I said. "I played another round of the golf game and half an hour flew by."
"No worries. You are here now." Heather said with a smile.
She hadn't moved so I still had no clue what was hiding under those covers.
I took a deep breath and started to undress. I figured she would stop me if I had misinterpreted anything. I dropped my jeans and she looked intently at my bulge. I dropped my shirt and now was the moment of truth. I pulled my boxer briefs off and my dick swung free from the constraints. I was naked.
Heather eyed me intently. Her lips had parted slightly and she focused on my dick.
I could feel her gaze and my dick hardened.
