***Note***
I listed this under Erotic Couplings but there is sex between two men and two women. This is just a warning should you not be interested in that. If you're offended by it well I just don't give a shit. Enjoy!
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Sam pulled his last clean shirt out of the pile of laundry on his floor and pulled it on. He was leaving Boulder the next morning and he'd already thrown everything into his old station wagon and was just heading out for a drink before he left.
He hated the heat but it was a job and a year out of college he'd take what he could get. It was blog that would have him traveling the southwest and writing reviews for college grads looking for a place to move. He could appreciate the irony, he had to convince young twentysomethings to move to a part of the country, that he a young twentysomething, hated.
He was put up in a cheap hotel since his lease had run up but his new place in Arizona wasn't ready yet. He typically avoided cheap hotels and the bars attached to them but he didn't really want to chance his car. He didn't trust it to make the end of the block let alone Tucson but he couldn't afford a new car and he didn't want to chance starting it again if he didn't have to.
He walked into the bar and found it as he expected, dimly lit, a few people sitting alone and a bartender who looked overdressed for the part. He walked up to the bar and ordered gin on the rocks. As he went to slide onto a barstool he saw a small piano in the corner.
"You mind?" he asked the bartender.
The man nodded and walked back down the bar to fill a man's whiskey. Sam slid in behind the piano and ran his fingers across the keys. He pressed his fingers down slowly and began to play a slow melody befitting the mood.
Sam drifted off into the music, he had loved the piano since he was little and his mom got him a small keyboard, it helped him unbottle some of his emotions. As he finally emptied his glass he went to make his way back to the bar when a woman came into the bar.
She was stunning, far too pretty to be in a bar like this. She was about 5'5", with short brunette hair that was done up with curls on one side but shaved on the other. She wore a body hugging deep green dress and wore heels the same color. Sam got to the bar as she did and waved the bartender over.
"Let me buy you something?" he said.
"That was quick," she said with a smile, "usually I have to at least bat my eyes first."
"I'm not saying you can't," said Sam, "I just had to talk to you."
"I'm Kara," she said, "and I like rye."
"Rye whiskey neat," said Sam, "and I'll have another gin."
"Gin?" she asked sliding the glass over, "not many people have that straight."
"My grandfather did," said Sam, "my dad drank Gimlets but I hate Vermouth."
"Ah so it's a family thing," she said taking a sip, "so what do you do for a living mystery man?"
"I'm Sam," he said, "I am actually moving to Tucson tomorrow to write a blog about the wonders of living in and around Tucson."
"Just my luck," she said, "A nice man in a bar who is leaving town in the morning, at least I know the dress works."
"It is very pretty," he said, "but only looks that good because it is on someone as beautiful as you."
"And he's a sweet talker," she said draining her glass.
Sam flagged the bartender down again and he refilled her glass.
"The dress is my roommates," she said, "well ex-roommate, bitch slept with my boyfriend, in my bed."
"Jesus," said Sam, "so you're here to forget?"
"I'm here to make new memories," she said, "plus I can't afford to get drunk and I've never met a writer with an overabundance of cash."
"Guilty," said Sam, "can I play you something?"
"A writer and a piano player," said Kara, "did you major in unemployment?"
"For a while there it felt like it," he said.
"Alright I'll listen," said Kara.
Sam went to the piano and played Say Something. He couldn't sing but he loved playing even though he only had an audience of one. As he finished the song Kara came up and took a seat next to him.
"I always wished I could play," she said, "music is so relaxing."
"You don't play an instrument?" he asked keeping his hands on the keys.
"I play the clarinet," she said, "but there's something so elegant about the piano."
"Kiss her," muttered one of the men across the bar.
"Better give your audience what they want," she said biting her red lips.
Sam wasn't going to disappoint his audience, he leaned over and planted a long kiss on Kara.
"Get me out of here," said Kara grabbing his thigh.
"I have a room here," he said.
"No offense," said Kara, "but this place is a dump."
"Agreed," said Sam.
"My place," she said taking his hand and leading him out of the bar as Sam threw a wad of cash on the piano.
Kara led him outside to a Range Rover that was parked out front.
"There's no way you can afford this," said Sam.
"It belonged to my ex," she said.
"Wait," said Sam, "you can't drive, and neither can I."
Kara unlocked the car and climbed into the back seat, "then let's not go anywhere, not yet."
Sam climbed into the seat next to her and no sooner had he closed the door then Kara had her lips pressed to his. She was on his lap in a matter of moments and had her hands on his head holding his lips to hers. Sam grabbed her waist and began to kiss Kara's neck when she'd finally let go of him. Kara yanked at Sam's belt buckle, he couldn't believe what was happening but Kara was too good to be true.
"Protection?" asked Kara as she got his belt and pants undone.
Sam reached into his pocket and procured a condom which Kara yanked out of his hand and opened. Kara freed Sam's stiff cock from his pants and slid the condom down onto it. She hiked her skirt up and slid her panties to the side as she slid down onto him.
"Fuck," moaned Kara.
Sam grasped one of Kara's breasts, he could feel her nipple poking through the thin fabric and rubbed it with his finger. Kara grabbed a clump of Sam's hair and pulled his face back so she could kiss his neck as she grinded her hips on him. Sam grabbed Kara's waist and held her steady as he started to thrust up into her. Kara held Sam's shoulders for support as she planted her lips on his again, her lipstick smearing on his lips and hers.
Sam quickened his pace ran his hand over the shaved side of her head before grabbing a handful of her hair pulling her head back so he could kiss her neck down to where the dress covered just above her breasts. Sam tried to slide one of the thick straps off her shoulder but Kara stopped him.
"For later," she muttered, "so close."
Sam gave her a hard thrust and Kara's eyes went wide.
"More," she moaned as he thrusted again, "faster."
Sam did as he was told, he was so close to cumming but he wanted to give Kara a reason to let him take her dress off. Sam held her hips quickening his pace with each thrust and the look on Kara's face said it all, she was close loving every second of it. Kara buried her face in Sam's neck and moaned. After a few more thrusts Sam busted and Kara lay on him as they both caught their breath.
Kara looked up at Sam after a moment, "are we continuing this back at my place?"
"Yes," said Sam, "hell yes."
After cleaning himself up Sam and Kara got into the front seat and a few minutes later they pulled into the garage at Kara's complex. He followed Kara up to the apartment and she let him in. The apartment was sparse, aside from a bed in one room there was a folding chair and a box that seemed to be serving as a table.
"The bed was my roommate's, figure she ruined mine I'd take hers," said Kara, "haven't had a chance to buy furniture."
"Not judging," said Sam.
Sam leaned towards Kara and the two kissed softly at first then more passionately. Sam finally pulled away from Kara but her lips followed his. Sam walked around to her back and slowly unzipped her dress. He slowly slid the straps off her shoulders one at a time. On her neck was a tattoo of the elder scrolls from Harry Potter, so they had a love of Harry Potter in common, her right shoulder also had a sun on it. Kara pulled the front of her dress down exposing her bare breasts. The dress still hung from her hip but Sam wasn't ready to see her just yet.
He reached around and cupped her breasts with his hand as he kissed her neck down to the tattoo on her shoulder. Kara reached back and grasped Sam's head as he ran one of his hands down her flat stomach, he slid the dress off her waist on one side and then the other. All she had left on was a pair of black panties and Sam slid his hand down into them and rubbed her wet pussy.
Sam rubbed her nipple with one hand and her pussy with the other and Kara melted in his hands leaning back against him for support.
