Steve was restless. He hadn't got laid in over a month. There was always some excuse; I'm tired, it's too light, I need a shower, and you name it. Tonight had been no different so he headed out for a bar he knew. He needed a drink and some time to think. This bar would be dark with an anonymous crowd. It wasn't Cheers, that's not what he was looking for, he just wanted to sit in the corner and have a few drinks, alone.
When he got there the place was already crowded, but he was able to find a small booth that had just been vacated. Cindy, the barmaid came over and cleared the table and took his order. He ordered two drinks, he knew Cindy would be busy and he didn't want to wait.
Cindy came by and he ordered two more. He was finishing his second drink and looking around the bar when he saw her. She was new here, sitting at the bar. It was obvious she was here for just one thing. She was built; and dressed to show it. She was wearing a low cut top with her tits trying to fall out, a short skirt with fish-nets and a pair of Fuck-Me pumps with at least 4-inch heels. She was tanned with blond hair, but what stopped him in his tracks were her lips. She was wearing bright red lipstick, his weakness, and it changed his plans. There was already two guys hitting on her, but she didn't seem interested.
Rita was bored. The feeling had been growing for some time. She knew there had to be more and she wanted it. She had always been the "Good Girl", but there was a wild side she had kept buried her whole life. She couldn't keep it buried any longer. If she didn't let it out she would go crazy.
She had driven by "The Rendezvous" twice a day going to work for the last two years and had wanted to go in. It looked like the kind of place where she could let her wild side out. She decided if she were going to do this, she would do it all the way.
Rita started planning her first "wild" night out days before she would do it. She went shopping for the clothes she would wear. She went to a lingerie shop she knew to start. Rita had nice breasts and she wanted to show them off. She found a purple push-up bra that would put the "girls" right out front. Then she found a pair of matching French-cut panties and finished with a garter and fish-net stockings. Then she headed for the mall and found a low-cut light purple sweater and a short, tight skirt. Finally she hit the shoe store and found just the right pair of pumps to complete the look.
She decided the first time at the bar would be Thursday when the crowd would be smaller. She had been distracted all day at work thinking about her night out and couldn't wait to get home to get ready. She started preparing as soon as she got home; pouring herself a glass of wine and settling into a hot bath. As she sipped her wine she couldn't help but run her hand over her breasts and tease her nipples as she imagined how the evening would play out. She lay in the warm water with her eyes closed as her body tingled from her touch. Too soon the water cooled and she got out and dried herself off. She applied a very seductive perfume, then took her time getting dressed and putting on her make up, imagining each piece of clothing she put on coming off later that evening. When she was done, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror; she knew she looked good, if maybe a bit "trashy". Just the look she was going for.
Rita pulled into the parking a little past nine and headed in. The place was more crowded then she expected so she took an open seat at the bar and ordered a drink. It didn't take long for a couple of younger guys to come over and put their moves on, but neither of them interested her. Still, they were persistent and wouldn't take no for an answer. She just wished they would leave so she could look around and get a better feel for the bar.
Cindy brought Steve's drinks; he gave her a big tip and asked her to hold his booth for him for a couple of minutes. Steve got up with his drinks and walked over to Rita.
"Hi, sorry I didn't see you come in. I have your drink and a booth over there."
Rita looked at the stranger and hid her surprise. Deciding he was much more what she had in mind: "Sorry boys." She said as she followed Steve to the booth.
"Hi again, I'm Steve."
"I'm Rita and thanks I guess. That was pretty bold, pulling me out from those two."
"You didn't look like you were having fun and besides, if I see something I like, I tend to go after it."
"So, you like what you see?"
"Yea, I do. You have beautiful lips and I like that lipstick."
This caught Rita by surprise, the lipstick had been an afterthought, and she just thought it looked right for her outfit.
"What are we drinking?"
