Stacie walked into the dimly lit bar with one thing on her mind. She was intent on finding just the right man for a little sexual pleasure.
When she entered the bar she noticed two men sitting at the end of the bar by the door. Both men probably in their middle to late sixties, to old for what she had in mind. There were also two other men sitting on the far side of the bar. Both dressed casual, polo shirts and slacks. She would bet her last dollar that those two had just came in for a couple of drinks after a golf game, they looked the type and like the two older men they were not what she had in mind either. There were two young couples sitting at a table near the pool table having a game of partners it looked like. One man sitting in a corner booth, she could tell he had already had one to many and not suited for what she wanted. There was another man sitting in a far corner booth, he appeared to be reading a book or looking over some papers. Two other men sitting at a table a couple of tables away from the young kids. One man probably a farmer she guessed, also probably in his early sixties was talking to another man that Stacie guessed was mid to late forties. He was the one she thought would make a suitable partner for a little pleasure.
Stacie sat at a table to the right of them and a little behind them so she could keep her eye on him while she formed her plan. The waitress took her order and while she waited for her drink she looked the man over a little more closely now that she was close enough to size him up. Just an average looking guy, nothing to write home to mother about came to mind, but she just had a feeling this man would fill her needs.
Stacie wasn't much of a looker either, she was 5' 5, shoulder length raven black hair, on the very plump side as well. Her best feature she knew were her eyes, a deep green, a dark jade color is what her husband had told her. He said he could get lost in those eyes of hers, but Stacie did have a pretty face. She was wearing a pair of dark green slacks, beige open backed sandals, and a bright lemon, sleeveless blouse that she had made herself. Stacie usually made all her blouses, she hated that the stores that catered to the larger woman never had anything what she considered sexy for the larger lady. Most of the clothes for larger women she had found were made and cut for women who were broad, not for those who had a belly, and she just hated that. The blouse was scalloped on the edges around the neckline which was deep, showing off her very ample cleavage and scalloped around the hem. Boob men always stared at her chest even if they weren't attracted to her type of woman.
Stacie walked over to the pool table and put her quarters down on it. She asked the kids if she found a partner would they shoot just one game with her and the kids told her they would love to. She walked over to the table where the two men were and asked them if one of them would be her partner in a game of pool. At first she thought the older guy was gonna say sure but instead he turned to his friend and suggested he shoot the game with her.
At first Stacie thought he was going to decline but he told her, "sure, why not, let's kick those kids butts." Stacie smiled and introduced herself and he replied that his name was Tom. Tom broke and put in both a solid and a stripe on the break. He then dropped two more solids in before missing his shot. Stacie got to really look him over while he was shooting. He had a nice body and it fit well into the tight jeans he was wearing. His hair was brown with just a bit of gray in it, and his eyes were coal black, kind of sinister looking she thought to herself.
The young man was shooting now and it looked like he was going to kick their butts. "So MS Stacie what brings you into a place like this all alone on a Friday night," he asked her? "I needed some air and needed to do a little thinking," she replied. "You having troubles at home," he asked pointing to the wedding band on her finger? "That's putting it mildly," she replied back. Tom chuckled, "Hon we have all been there," he said while pointing to his own wedding band. "Things will probably all work out in the end if you give it a little time" he said. "I doubt it but thanks for caring that kinda makes me feel a little better," she said smiling up at him. Damn he was tall, she hadn't really noticed until now. By now the kid had cleared the table of his balls and everyone was thanking each other for the game. Tom walked Stacie back to her table and she thanked him for playing with her. He smiled down at her and told her it was his pleasure.
She motioned the waitress over and ordered a drink for herself and for Tom and his friend. When the waitress delivered the drinks to their table he turned around and both of them raised their beers to her. "Why don't you come join us Stacie, old Pete here is quite harmless and won't bite you," Tom said to her. Stacie picked up her drink and went to join the two men at their table. Tom introduced Stacie and Pete to each other and then told Pete that she was having a little marital problems at home and winked at him. Pete busted out laughing, "yup been there done that, and been in the dog house myself many of times over the years," he told her. "What's the matter sweetie, he not loving you enough," he asked her with a twinkle in his eye. Tom had kicked him under the table, that was clear when Pete asked him why the hell had he kicked him? "You have to forgive Pete Stacie, it seems he doesn't know how to be discrete in asking a lady a personal question," he said. "Look, when a woman's upset with her man it's for one of four reasons,"Pete was saying. "He forgot their anniversary, he's been out drinking all night with his buddies, he got caught cheating on her, or he's not giving her enough at home," he winked at Stacie as he was listing them off to her. All three of them started laughing then.
