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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It had been a long week at work and I was looking forward to meeting up with my mate Ian for Friday drinks. We always met at a well known wine-bar in Glasgow on a Friday after work for a few. I ordered a pint an took my stool at the bar, loosened my tie and surveyed the room whilst i waited on Ian showing up. It was'nt that busy for 8pm on a friday, and was mostly office types enjoying a bottle of wine and couples engaged in conversation...just then my phone bleeped a text, as i took it out my suit pocket i clumsily dropped it on the floor, on bending down to get it my head made contact with a leg someone had been making their way to order a drink as i grabbed the phone and looked up to make my apoligies i was stirred by this fish-net clad tanned leg that had been the object of my embaressment, scanning it the whole way up to a garter and suspender belt and the hem of a lipstick red dress, i shot up-right to be greeted by a smile, she had the most gorgeous blue eyes, red lips, and frizzy blonde hair, 'Sorry' she said, 'im Mandy'. No not at all I said trying to remain calm 'my fault completely, can I buy you a drink?' She smiled wider, and breathed in pushing out her small but shapely breasts which her tight red dress clung too....'Well, My husband has sent me up for a bottle of red' let us buy you a drink?..I checked my phone during this exchange, it had been Ian texting to say he couldnt make it, work issues apparently, 'I thought to myself, what the hell better than sitting myself although tinged with a dissapointment that this object of my desire had a husband. I insisted on buying the wine and asked Mandy too lead the way...Her ass wiggle-waggling to the clip-clop of her red heels on the marble floor as I followed her. We arrived at a booth in the corner where her husband stood up as if expecting me and offered his hand introducing himself as Mark and inviting me to sit down....unusually Mandy took her seat next to me leaving them both either side of me...for the next hour or so more wine was consumed and small chat was made and I could feel myself getting d*unker and loosening up with regards to caring if Mark caught me oogling his wife every mins which I had been and to her encouragement it seemed...what happened later that evening will remain with me forever..... (Part 2 soon) |
. Look forward to part 2 !
