What started out to be a quick drink at the end of a long day, turned out to be one of the most erotic events of my life. To this day, the reflection of that evenings events, still quicken my breath and moisten my panties.
They say the fastest way to find something is "to quit looking for it". I now have proof that it is true.
It had always been a fantasy of mine to indulge in a three sum; giving a man the ultimate, by being with a woman for him. I would not call my thoughts lesbian, but definitely curious.
Being a control freak by nature, I had put many scenarios together of how this would happen. But not in my wildest imagination could I have dreamed this.
I had just finished a long tedious day. I had stopped at a local building supply company to pick up some last minute materials needed for a job that was scheduled the next day. I am a woman in the construction business, thus the control freak issue. It is a matter of survival.
As I pulled out, I noticed a new bar/restaruant nearby. A cold Budweiser was screaming my name, so I walked in and headed for the bar area. It was a great atmosphere; sports theme, open, airy, big screen TVs. Taking in the place, I pulled up a stool at the bar and ordered a Bud. The bartender was a cute spunky little coed. She had short blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty white teeth, and the perkiest pair of nipples I had ever seen.
I suppose all women look at other women as to compare themselves. I have an appreciation for attractive people and bodies, male or female. That pair of buttons protruding from her tight T shirt , surely caught my attention.
I had just settled in to my beer, when I heard a cell phone ring. Thinking it was one last crisis of the day, I reached next to my beer to grab the ringing phone. It was only when a very warm masculine hand covered my hand at the same time from behind me, that I realized, my phone was still silent and on my side. I quickly removed my hand from underneath his, shocked more by the electric currents that charged through his hand to mine, then almost answering the wrong phone.
I could only hear one side of the conversation and I tried not to eaves drop, paying attention to the TV's over head, but I could tell, this man was having a day to parallel mine. He was pacing back and forth trying to be diplomatic to someone on the phone. I could tell that he was an employer as well of some kind, and that his patience was wearing thin. His voice was deep, masculine. It held a pitch of authority without being pompous. He had just enough breath with each word to make me wonder what it would be like to hear him whisper near my ear.
Here I was, imagining this stranger, that I still had not laid eyes on, making love to me thru his words. When minutes before I was studying the barmaids nipples. The thought occurred to me at that point that I was working way too hard and needed to get out in the real world more.
I had finished my beer and noticed that the Bud Lite sitting on the bar next to where the phone was just sitting was almost empty. I motioned for the bartender to bring me another beer, and ordered one for the stranger with the sexy voice and hands.
She brought them over and proceeded to stay and talk. I welcomed the diversion from his voice. We laughed and made small talk. Her name was Peggy. As I suspected, she was a student at the University. She told me she was in her last year, I suspected her to be in her early twenties.
She stopped in our mid conversation and said "Welcome back Andy, this beautiful lady next to you bought you a fresh beer".
As if on Que, I turned to face the stranger. There was an instant attraction. Even with a flustered look on his face, he had a wonderful, genuine smile and sparkling eyes. There was a surface look about him, and a wonderful hint of sensuality underneath. His eyes held a promise, that few have ever been given.
I felt my heart race. I controlled my emotions and held up my beer to him as if to toast him. "To the end of the rat race day" I said.
He grabbed his fresh beer, looked me in the eye and toasted me back.
We talked for what seemed forever. There seemed to be no subject that was taboo. It was such a great feeling to have such a natural rapport with someone like that.
I have never been one to mince words, or hold back, so I told him just that. How comfortable I was with him. We discussed everything from business to sex.
Peggy, had been busy with people coming in and out, but when she would have a minute she would come back and join us. I could tell he was a regular there, as she seemed to know him well. Maybe a little too well. I couldn't resist asking as the evening progressed and the beers flowed, if they had been together.
In a rather embarrassed look, but a truthful statement, he told me that she had wanted to go out with him many times, and offered, but he was afraid of her reading more in to a relationship then what he was offering. A man of means has to be so careful not to fall into that trap. I made a comment, not knowing Peggy was standing right there, "ahh that's too bad, I'd do her". Then proceeded to laugh. Well, all 3 of us looked at each other then laughed. It was funny, yet, it planted a seed.
One thing lead to another and he invited me to his house to go hot tubbing. It seemed like such a natural progression from what we had been so open sharing.
Peggy came over to tell us that her shift was ending and she needed to cash us out. Andy said "That's ok, we were leaving too". She gave me a whimsical knowing look, and I just couldn't resist. "Peggy, we're going Hot tubbing, would you like to join us?" I said.
Poor Andy choked on his last swallow of beer. She looked at him teasing and said "Oh, I can tell when I am not welcome".
"No No its not that" Andy replied, looking like a cat that just swallowed a canary, well 2 canaries.
He then gave us both directions to his home and we left.
