Perry and Tony were on the prowl. They had come to Tanners that night in search of women, like they did every weekend.
Both men were in their mid twenties, in shape from working physical jobs, both were handsome, friendly and charming. And both of them were very comfortable talking to the opposite sex.
In short, they were both usually very successful in finding a horny young lady to go home with. Which was why they were at Tanners.
Tanners had a reputation for a couple of things. Great live music every Friday and Saturday night, and people who just wanted to get laid.
In fact, Tanners was known to everyone who frequented the establishment as the "meat market".
Of course, there were people who went there for the music, but if someone was looking for a good time, a no strings, one night stand hook up, then Tanners was the place to go.
But on this particular night, the pickings were rather slim. The band was an unknown group who had just gotten together, and they hadn't established themselves yet. So The crowd was rather small, and many of the women in attendance were with someone already. Or they had actually come just for the music.
Tony and Perry had arrived early, filled with raging hormones, and found a booth where they could watch the crowd on the dance floor, and of course the band. And to top it off, they had a view of the door, where they could see any new prospects coming in.
Before the band started, they had considered themselves lucky to have scored that booth. Now, as the band worked their way through their third and final set of the night, the two horny young men were thinking that they had used up all their luck finding a booth.
Now it seemed that neither of them was going to have any luck getting laid. They had both approached a few seemingly available women, but they had both been rebuffed each time
They had resigned themselves to just enjoying the music and going home to the apartment they shared without the company of a willing partner.
Meanwhile, across the room, sat Stacy. She was on the far side of the U shaped bar talking to George Tanner, the owner. She was in a seat that she had claimed way before the band started. She liked it because it hid her from most of the other patrons because of the tap system.
Stacy was considerably older than most of the crowd. She occasionally came to Tanners to catch a band with her girlfriends on a girls night out, and they had all been hit on by younger men every time, only to then see the same young man leaving with someone else. So she was well aware of the type of things that went on there.
On this particular night, Stacy had no girlfriends with her. She was flying solo. Her divorce had been finalized two days before, and she was looking for a good time. After being neglected for some time, she was ready to get fucked.
She spent the night watching the crowd, just like Tony and Perry were. George kept her company when he wasn't waiting on other customers, always happy to spend time with a pretty lady.
He kept her glass full, mixing them strong like he always did. It was common knowledge that George was a ladies man himself in his younger years, and plied his female customers with alcohol to help keep their inhibitions low. He seemed to live vicariously through his horny customers.
He knew that besides the live music, his bar's reputation as a singles bar was good for business. Besides, he got a thrill knowing what kind of things went on between his customers.
Stacy was still a knockout at forty three years old. Many people were surprised to learn that she had two grown kids. She could still turn heads with a set of 32C tits, that admittedly sagged when she took her bra off. But she accepted that, she knew she wasn't a young woman anymore.
And while she still had a slender waist, her hips and ass were decidedly thicker than when she was younger. She took comfort in knowing that having a big ass was in fashion thanks to girls like the Kardashians.
Her legs were thicker too, but muscular and firm. She had curly black hair that just reached her shoulders, and very pretty dark eyes.
She had seen Tony and Perry on the other side of the room, but they hadn't noticed her because of where she was sitting. She had watched them try to score with several women throughout the night.
She knew them of course, she had been hit on by both of them on her previous visits to Tanners, as had her other friends. But she had always turned them down, being a faithful wife.
Not that she was never tempted. Her husband had seemed to have no interest in her for the previous few years, and she had suspected that there was someone else.
That was before she found out for sure that her husband hadn't had the same dedication to their marriage as she had. She had been hurt, but not surprised at the news that he was sleeping with his much younger assistant from work.
The cliché was not lost on her. Nor was the irony of the fact that she had never taken the opportunity to have a younger lover herself. She was now determined to make up for it.
Now her marriage was finished, the paperwork had been signed earlier that week, and she hadn't had sex, at least not with another person, in almost two years. She had grown tired of her toys, and needed the physical connection only a real man could provide.
Stacy was torn though, as she found both Perry and Tony attractive in their own way. She had overheard other girls who had hooked up with one or the other of them. They had both received high ratings on their prowess in the bedroom.
The women who frequented Tanners were often found trading notes on various lovers in the ladies room, and a lot could be learned that way.
All of the things Stacy overheard had sounded very appealing. So either one of them would have been a good choice for the night. But therein was the problem, which one did she want?
Both men were attractive to Stacy, as she really didn't have a type. Her ex husband was remarkably different in looks and stature from her previous boyfriend. She'd realized long before that she was attracted to the person, more than what they looked like. She just needed a man, period. So either one of these two would do.
Tony was handsome, with a perfect smile and dark, soulful eyes. He was the shorter of the two, with a broad body. He wasn't fat, but rather stocky and powerful looking.
