I wet my pants every time I think about it. But its damn true. She was hot. She was sexy. She was a stranger I meet at a bar one night after a stressful day's work. It was what I needed. And of course I couldn't forget her but surprisingly I forgot her name...I think it was Sarah? But I still remember the beautiful sexy smile...the pretty eyes. The wavy honey blonde locks and unforgettable body.
It was one of those rough days as a young budding lawyer. I literally stuffed up the meaning of a historical document regarding an old case. My boss had disciplined me on this rookie error. And now I was headed to a bar in down town to drown myself in self pity. It was not my regular but I needed peace.
I ordered a drink then headed to one of the tables. That was when she walked in. I watched her stride in confidently, looking sexy but she was a lady. She wore a mini skirt, her legs long and slender but she would have been only 5 foot 5 maybe. I watched her. It was a good distraction from my days work.
Unsurprisingly a guy walks up to her and has a chat. I guess a woman coming into a bar on her own is an invitation that she probably needed something. Maybe she was angry, needed fresh air or just needed someone different to chat with. Various thoughts ran through my mind. The guy walks off, obviously wasn't "her type." Minutes later another tries, offering to buy her a drink, again after a bit of small talk, walks off back to his mates in the corners, who were laughing at his failed attempt.
I "needed" someone to talk to, so I boldly approach her. When I got there, I sat at least a metre away and didn't say anything. I turned around to look in her direction and she did the same. There was a hot smirk on her face. It gave an instant hard on. She must have been thinking that she "can have any man she wanted tonight."
I ordered my scotch and sat looking at the bar. For a few minutes, I drank slowly. I noticed she was drinking Southern comfort and perhaps ginger ale, a ladies drink. I motioned the barman over and whispered to him.
"What drink is she having?"
He replies. Indeed it was just that drink. So I ordered one. Once I paid for it, I placed it in front of her and moved back to my chair, not saying a word. After a minute, she says something.
"So what's your excuse?"
"You know, bad day at work, so I need good company." I replied confidently.
That's when she began to open up.
"All you guys are the same. Its OK to cheat but you expect loyalty not unfaithfulness." She began with a tear.
I took a deep breath before answering. You know how it is, I am probably no different from the next bloke. I am a "hunter" like them all.
"I'm sorry to hear that. He must be blind, not see what's he missing." I answered with a charming smile.
I looked at her and already I was getting aroused. She turned to me, a beautiful smile appeared on her pretty face.
"I don't normally come to a bar on my own. Its both scarily and apprehensive. But I feel better, just a little now."
In my mind, I wanted to treat her like a little sister in need. So I spoke to her empathetically.
"I stuffed up at work today. Just needed a stiff one!"
"I think I need one as well!" She smirked running her fingers up and down the glass.
I swallowed hearing her words. I think it was completely innocent and unintentionally said, that pun. But she carried on as if no naughty thought was intended.
She tells me she owns and runs a florist in the city. I could tell she was older than myself, perhaps early thirties. I was surprised she would even continue talking to me, since I am 24, not that she knows my true age.
"You know what? I just wanted to know how far I would go, coming here alone. Thats the honest truth." She tears up again. "He's an ...hole. I felt like taking sweet revenge on him. Maybe that's why I am here...seeing how far I would go."
After a couple of minutes I moved closer to her.
I can smell the sexy smell of her perfume. It was intoxicating.
"You know what...I feel really sexy, maybe embarrassed that I am confessing to a stranger. I hope you don't mind just listening to a sensitive heart." She explained.
I can tell she was a confident woman but felt the need tonight to empower herself and I was keen to help her.
"Yeah, just let yourself go, he's exactly what you said." I said with one thought in mind.
"I think you are right. He's doesn't deserve me. Its not the first time." She tears up again.
"You don't need to tell me much, up to you, lets just enjoy each other's company." I suggested with gleeful eyes.
"So what happened to you?" She asked.
"Nothing major. I think I over reacted. No serious damage done. I live still be there tomorrow. I am just concerned about you." I "lied through my my teeth" like she didn't know.
"Shall I order another?" I asked politely.
"OK." She replied. "And can we sit somewhere else, maybe in that corner." She pointed.
