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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I walked over to the bar and order a second glass of wine for myself. As I walked back to my table I noticed a girl sitting at a table near me also with two glasses of wine. I made sure I sat back down so I could get a better look. Im guessing early forties, platinum blonde hair, lots of fake tan, plump lips and even plumper tits. She had on a white shirt that was well fitter so her big chest was trying to break out of her top and the lacey black bra that was partly showing under it. This was complimented with a tight black skit and a pair black painten heals. I drank her in with my eyes. My mind wondered from my own date to her. I looked at my watch 25 mins late. What had happened. I picked up my phone and text, “hay im in the bar, are you ok?” I looked up at the same time as the mystery lady in the bar,she had been texting. I smiled she nervously smiled back. I went back to my phone. Undelivered text message. I flicked over to Fab, profile gone. My hard sank. The long phone calls, the sexy pictures, the endless message. I think I must have sighed out loud as I caught the attention. On the mystery lady who was now looking at me. “Oh Sorry, I mumbled out, ive just been stood up” “Me too came the reply” She had finished both her drinks herself, so I said. Want to join me Ive got a fresh glass her. She smiled shock her head and said “im not the kind of girl who meets strange men in bars” Gave a little giggle then very sexily swung her hips as she walked over and sat down on the chair right next to me. My nostrils filled with her perfume. She was very quickly becoming my type. |
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