Part one of a two part story
It was shortly after my divorce was finalized when this story took place. As much as I hate to admit it even after everything was finally over with, I still felt like shit inside!
When I started calling the girls I used to date, I quickly learned the majority of them were now either married or weren't interested. To make matters worse, all those horny older women that hang around in the cocktail lounges looking for young guys, to recapture their youth with, were now looking for guys younger than I was. Needless to say I wasn't getting any pussy!
As I walked into Randy's I could feel someone staring at me. But that wasn't unusual because Randy's wasn't a gentlemen club with a few high priced strippers swinging and swaying around a brass pole in their G-strings to an expensive sound system.
Randy's a redneck's bar, that's patronized by bikers, construction workers, trucker's, and some other slightly unsavory characters with questionable occupations.
There's usually one or two of the female patrons on the bar, stripping and gyrating their hips, to the blaring music coming from the jukebox. After their number, they jump off the bar, and prance around the barroom so the patrons can grope them and slip a couple of dollars in their panties.
It the price is right, they might even go into the back office and give their horny admirers a private lap dance or whatever.
There are a few pool tables, in the backroom with some booths lining the wall opposite the restrooms and the back door. So as I entered Randy's from the parking lot. I could feel someone staring at me.
When I looked around to see who it was; I saw this woman sitting on a bar stool by the pool tables staring at me. She had jet black hair hanging down over her pale white shoulders.
The woman had a long triangle shaped face with a pointed chin. She was wearing blue eye shadow with a ring of mascara around light blue eyes. She also had dark red lipstick on her thin lips. She had huge black plastic hoop earrings dangling from her ear lobes.
She was chewing gum with her mouth slightly opened and moving her lower jaw from side to side like a cow gnawing on its cud. She had some drool oozing from the corners of her mouth. As I watched her casually dart the tip of her pink tongue out and flick up the escaping saliva from between her lips, my cock twitched and began to harden.
I couldn't keep myself from fantasizing about how it would feel to slip my dick between her lips, into her moist mouth and fuck her face. Needless to say my perverted desires were giving me an enormous erection causing a bulge to form in the front of my jeans.
The woman was brazenly giving me the once over. When she noticed my swollen cock she seemed quite pleased with herself and grinned at me. Then she playfully winked at me and licked her lips, sending a shiver of excitement up and down my spine that ended in the head of my rock hard cock.
Not to be outdone by her. I raised my eyebrows puckered my lips and blew her a kiss. Then I returned the favor and slowly gave her a thorough once over.
She was wearing a string of large black beads around her neck that matched her earrings. She had on a skimpy red halter top that barely covered her smallish breasts. As I leered at tits, her nipples began to stiffen.
The woman's face was turning pink as she watched me blatantly ogling her tits and stiffening nipples. But she didn't say anything or look away; she just kept smiling and blew me another kiss.
I knew she was having fun playing this little game with me, so I smiled back at her and slightly opened my mouth slipped my tongue between my lips and ran it around my lips, and from side to side, like I was running it around her areolas and across her nipples.
In response, she looked down at my dick puckered her lips into a large exaggerated O and blew a kiss down at my fully erect manhood.
As my eyes wandered down from her tits I noticed she had a sparkling thing in her naval. She was wearing a tight hip hugging black leather mini skirt that barely came down below her crotch. Her long slender legs were crossed and she was wearing a pair of shiny black come fuck me boots.
Just by looking at her, my heart began beating faster sending more blood surging into my already hard pulsing pecker. I wanted this woman like I haven't wanted a woman in a very long time. What I didn't realize was, she wasn't only turning me on, and she was also making me feel alive again.
When she saw me staring at her legs, she uncrossed them, lifted her ass off the stool and parted her thighs giving me a quick glimpse of the crotch of her dark red panties.
When she did that, I think my heart stopped and I thought I saw a damp spot over her womanhood. In response to her sexually enticing show, I stuck out my tongue and lapped it over my upper lip like I was licking her pussy.
As she watched me lapping my lip, her face went from light pink to a bright red. Then she quickly sat back down clamped her thighs together and re-crossed her legs. Then she began giggling like a young cock teasing high school girl, as she shook her head from side to side, in disbelief.
Then the woman nodded her head towards the back door like she wanted me to follow her. As I started towards the exit; I noticed a couple guys coming towards her! Each of them had a cue stick in one hand with a bottle of beer in their other.
There was something strange about those guys, that I couldn't quite put my finger on. It was obvious by their appearance that they didn't belong here.
There was also something about that woman didn't seem quite right to me to.Then it hit me: these guys are cops and she's the bait in a prostitution sting!
Aah Shit, I though to myself, I should have known better, she was just too freaking good to be true.
So I said to myself, Aah fuck it, and went over to the bar and ordered a bottle of Budweiser.
There were a couple slightly drunk women stripping on the bar, but neither of them appealed to me. I was about to leave when the bartender brought me another bottle of beer and told me it was from the woman standing by the back door.