It started out like any other night except there was cause for celebration. Tonight was the first night of freedom from a long sad relationship.
I was enjoying a beer at the local establishment; very few people filled the seats. The bar was divided into sections with the bar up front and the gaming room in the back. A couple sat next to the bar along with a lone man enjoying the ball game that was on TV above the bar.
Looking around I heard the sounds of pool balls clanking from the next room. I grabbed my beer and decided to investigate and see who was playing. As I rounded the corner a pool ball sailed through the air almost hitting me. I moved enough to catch the ball but spilled most of my beer down the front of my shirt and pants. Looking to see who hit the scratch ball, I was surprised to see a very attractive lady standing there with her eyes wide open and her hand covering her mouth.
She immediately apologized and gathered some napkins to help dry my shirt and pants. Responding with a laugh, I told her it was OK but she might have to pay for a new beer and pool game. She happily agreed and went straight to the bar for two fresh beers and some quarters. She introduced herself as Tracy and apologized again for making me spill my beer.
Tracy was around average height and weight with dark brown hair. She was proportioned perfectly, hour glass figure, nice full breasts with a beautiful ass. She was wearing tight jeans and a loose shirt, not too loose as to hide her breasts. Her eyes were wide and alert with a gleam of mischief. Her smile was big and bright with subtle lips that were moist and soft.
She was out enjoying a quiet and relaxing night; boredom got the best of her and decided to play one of her favorite games, pool. She was pretty good; she beat me by a couple of balls the first game. I immediately challenged her to another game as I ordered up two more beers.
The more we talked the more comfortable we became and the more smack we talked to each other. The beer was doing some of the talking for me, I'm certain she was in the same boat as me.
I started to notice the curves of her body as she walked around the table examining her next shot. When she bent over the table to take her next shot, I noticed the perfect curvature of her derriere. She was sure with her movements and very confident with herself. She was across the table from me lining up her next shot; her shirt was just loose enough to show some cleavage. She was wearing a black lacy bra; her breasts were full and filled every bit of her bra. She noticed me looking and gave me a nice smile; she may have stayed in that position a little longer then needed to show me. I noticed her checking me out too as I circled the table
I held my own as we were evenly match with our pool skills. We were tied up with wins and decided to play for the championship of the free world. To make things interesting we decided to place a small wager, winner decides what fate is bestowed on the loser. After a close game, she pocketed the nine ball in the corner pocket. Tracy let out a loud yes and pumped her fist in victory. With defeat, I ordered up two more beers and asked her for my punishment.
Tracy sat for a while with no suggestions of repayment but continued to talk about the evening. She apologized again for the spilling my beer and mentioned what a nice night it turned out to be. I returned the comments and said I had a great time and what good company she had been.
She then flopped her foot on my lap and said my payment for losing was to massage her feet. I looked around to see who might be watching. Luckily, the bar was almost empty. She laughed as I untied her shoelaces and removed her sock. After removing her sock she placed her other foot on my lap and stretched out as best she could. As I started to rub her foot, I noticed they were small and dainty. Her nails were not painted and her foot was soft and moist.
She moaned and said it felt good; she had been on her feet all day and that she just might fall asleep. I could tell she was enjoying it; she had a big smile on her face and I could see her nipples growing through her shirt. As I rubbed her foot she moved it to my crotch and pressed down slightly. She could feel that I had already started to get hard. She moaned a little loader and said that it was feeling even better now. I rubbed her heel and the lower part of her leg. As I rubbed her leg she applied more pressure on my already hard dick. I moved her leg up and down as she pushed harder.