I met Amy and Jen a few weeks ago. It was a Monday night and after making the rounds, seeing all my other industry buddies (Chicago bartenders), the last stop was a 4AM spot called Nick's. It was just myself and a friend closing out the evening so we grabbed a couple bottles of Stella and headed to the pool tables. None of the four were vacant, but at the second were two hotties playing a couple of busters--and beating them which was very convenient with us on deck.
I was instantly attracted to Amy. Her face was beautiful and she just had that "body built for sin"--spectacular curves but not cartoonish or ridiculous. The magnetism between us was instant, palpable and heavy. I am a good pool player and we weren't hustling or anything, but the ladies did beat us the first game and naturally, a rematch was in order. Both our friends decided to sit this one out and this time Amy put a little side bet on it, but the stakes were left ambiguous. Not that it mattered in the least, but I did win the second game and collected my prize--a simple but electrically charged kiss.
Jen hopped into a cab, but the rest of us were stumbling distance from our apartments. Geoff (who has a girlfriend) split off and I walked Amy home through the snow. She invited me inside and we couldn't keep our hands off each other. I stood behind her in the living room with my chest pressed against her shoulders and my fingers inching from her hips up her sides and to her collar. With my left hand under her chin, she threw her head back and I devoured her neck like a vampire. I used my right to slowly undo her blouse. Rolling it off her shoulders, I butterfly kissed my way down her spine until on my knees. With my lips patrolling the small of Amy's back, I unhooked her bra and loosened her belt and jeans. I peeled the denim down just inches to savor her hips for a few moments Even inside, there was a lingering February chill and countless goosebumps appeared on her tanned sides as I removed her pants and helped her step from her socks. I could not resist turning her around to breath in the musky scent and remove her lacy red thong. I licked from her toned thighs to her cute sunken belly button and perky, large C-cup breasts--each nipple pierced with a chrome bar. I was now standing, looking into her smouldering dark eyes. She returned my gaze and without ever losing it, removed my shirt and slacks, tossing them where we stood.
