As I walk into the smoky pool hall, I notice you standing over by one of the tables, cue stick in hand and a queue of guys lining up to play you.
A vision of sensuality dressed in tight faded blue jeans, White top, your every curve showing through. No wonder there’s a line of guys.
I stand over by the corner watching you play. You’re good, very good. Most of these guys don’t stand a chance. Your smooth, accurate shots killing the good players, your devastating looks killing the rest, it seems no guy can keep his mind on the game with you around.
I go to one of the other tables and start a game. After about an hour I’m doing really well, I have won most of my games and I’m ahead by $4800, I’m not the best player going but I’m not too bad either.
I feel a presence behind me, and this nice feminine smells pervades my space, my heart pounds. You brush slowly behind me and I hear this cute little southern voice say, “Want to play with me?” I close my eyes, and then refocus, I pot the black and take my opponents money, I now have $5000. I turn around and your standing right, and I mean right there, looking up at me with those stunning blue eyes, they seem to be changing colour, getting lighter, nah, it must be a trick of the light.
“Sure” I say, “What stakes do you have in Mind?”
“500 bucks a game?”
Shit, you’ve just doubled my regular bet, but I really want to play you, so I accept.
“Ok, you’re on”
“Name’s AJ by the way”
as good as you look I almost can't remember mine
“Chris”, I say as it springs to mind
Touching you for the first time as we shake hands, I feel a sensory pleasure at your silky warm skin. I remind myself that as good as you look you’re here to take my money if I don’t pay attention.
Two games go by, both to you. There are hard won games, but your skill shows through, it seems you have absolute concentration when it comes to your turn at the table, you smile and laugh but none of my small talk or flattery seems to distract you..
I look over at you, and you flash a killer smile, I can’t help but smile back. I find myself watching your every move, how your eyes flash when you smile. It’s the strangest thing though, it seems that whenever I look at you, I catch you looking at me. I find myself thinking how nice it would be to be alone with you and I decide that I need to raise the stakes.