For Laura.
Hi, Rosie Webster here again with more sexploits from Coronation Street.
Jason was always working these days. When we did get time together, he was always to tired or any sex was over very quickly and he was soon snoring his head off.
My sex partner was either the vibrator or my fingers, I needed sex, I did not care if it were a man or woman, I just needed a good fuck.
I had finished a photo shoot in Birmingham, with a new photographer. He was quite cute, but as seems normal was very gay. The shoot was for a catalogue, usual bra and panties sets. Not very exciting, but the pays is not bad and it gets my face and more importantly, body, out there.
I was only lounging about the house, doing nothing in particular when I fancied a drink. I am not a regular lunchtime drinker, but really craved a glass of wine.
I pulled on a top, pair of jeans and flip flops and walked across the road to The Rovers.
It was quiet, only a couple of regulars enjoying a pint and a game of darts.
Behind the bar was Tina McIntyre. Tina is a very attractive girl, about my age, with a body to die for. While I am curvaceous, she is slim, but with everything in proportion.
We have had our moments, the most memorable being Jason's birthday party, when myself and three of his ex's, including Tina, had given him the time of his life. Included in that sex filled afternoon, was a little girl on girl action between Tina and I, which we said we would repeat, but never did. Perhaps now was the time.
"Hi Rosie" said Tina, flashing a big radiant smile, "glass of Dry White?"
"Make it a large one, will you, I need it." I replied, returning the smile.
I took a good chug of the wine and said to Tina "quiet today, you on your own?"
"Yeh, Stella is off with her bloke for a couple of days, Steve is on "Streetcars" switch and Eva, god knows where she is."
Stella was the new manager of The Rovers, quite an attractive middle aged woman, I had her on my radar. Eva was her daughter, again about my age and a looker, she definitely was on my list.
"What time do you get off?" I enquired,
"At 3, though I am back tonight at 9, on my own and locking up. Steve is having to drive the cabs. Still he is paying me extra, so I don't mind."
My dirty mind started to click into action. If Tina was on her own after closing, perhaps we could get together to renew our mutual needs.
"I may be in tonight, perhaps we could have a drink after all the punters have gone, kind of lock in, just the two of us, a bit of girly fun perhaps?" I said in a really sexy way.
Tina thought for a while then said ,"God, I haven't had any fun since Graham left with that Chinese bitch, your on Rosie."
We spent the next hour and a few glasses of wine, talking general girlie things. At 3 Steve arrived to relieve Tina.
I went to the toilet for a pee. When I came out of the cubicle, Tina was standing there. She came over to me, put her arms around my neck and planted her lips onto mine.
"Until tonight then." she said and turned and left the ladies room.
At about 10 o'clock, I walked into the bar. There were only two people in, both old codgers with half pints of Newton & Ridley bitter. They would not be there long.
Tina was behind the bar and looked stunning. She had her hair up, and wore a bright pink Tee shirt, with skin tight black pants that clung to her shapely legs.
"Oh my god, you look absolutely stunning." I exclaimed, my panties moistening at just the thought of having sex with the vision that stood behind the bar.
"You scrub up, quite well yourself." she replied, as she cast her eyes over me. I was wearing a red top with blue jeans and killer heels. I had applied a bright red lip gloss, that I was visualising smeared over Tina's nipples.
The two old guys, frustratingly had another beer, as Tina and I, drank our wine and seethed with lust as we played footsie behind the bar screen and my hand was weaving circles up and down her arm, sometimes skirting over the swell of her breast.
Finally customers left and Tina swiftly locked the door, leaving us alone in the pub.
"I thought they would...." was as far as I got before Tina's tongue was half way down my throat. Her hands all over my backside as we squashed our breasts together in a passionate embrace.
Finally coming up for air, I said "I think we are in for a special evening, if that is the intro." before pulling Tina to me again for another kiss.
As we kissed I slipped my hand inside her pants. They were so tight I could hardly get in, the elastic cutting into my wrist, but eventually I managed to slide down and inside of what felt like a tiny G string or thong.