This is new for me. I don't normally do dialogue. People had said my writing needed some though, so there it is. Please take it with a grain of salt. I know I screwed up the punctuation in several spots. I will continue to try to get better. I was going to write all the way through the fun with Mom but decided to break it up into different chapters. If this is well received, then I will get the second chapter added soon. And on with the show...
"Be careful around Mom when she is drunk", I said but I had no idea
Let me back up some.
The players are important. They are my mom, Diane. My husband, Curt and myself, Fran are in it too. My dad is in the story in a minor way as well as a few assorted people from town. The first three are the central characters. You should know me well enough by now I think. Curt too. My dad, well he got featured one time too. I kinda think you will be happy to hear about my mom.
The setting is simple enough, it's a bar. This bar however, has a bit of history to it. There are three bars in Kirksville. A block off Main Street, on the corner of Magnolia and Althea is Kay's Corner-Bar and Grill. This is the biker bar, with kind of a rough crowd. It's strange too, considering the good restaurant attached to the side of it. Kay is a decent cook, and she usually is in the kitchen.
The next bar, in the middle of Magnolia, halfway toward Main is Donny's Watering Hole. This is where the older crowd hangs out and gambles; some card playing and horses. No pool tables are in there even. This is the bar that also closes at midnight. Donny is a well known figure in town.
Then, there is The Phoenix. Why such an odd name for a small town bar? It's history. It used to be owned by Lyle Mitchell and was named Mitchell's Pub. One night after work, one of the bartenders came back in, stole all the money from the till and the safe, and set fire to the place. There were two apartments upstairs, above the bar too. Luckily no one was home that night.
The idiot used his own security system password to disable the alarm. He used his key to open the security cabinet to get the surveillance tape out of the VCR. He then set the fire and put the tape in the fire. It wasn't hard for the cops to figure out it was an inside job. The tape wasn't completely destroyed in the fire either, somehow. The sad thing is, that bartender had some money of his own too. He owned a bunch of farmland. Anyway, Ken sued his ass off, sold the site and retired.
Diane, my mom, bought the site and Gary, my dad, did the rebuilding of the new bar with his own crew.
Mom said, "Well, since it's rising from the ashes, I'm gonna name it,The Phoenix."
The people in town liked the unique name. Now, it's the local hot spot and the party bar. When we rebuild it, we really updated and remodeled it. I am the manager. Mom ran it for the first year. Then she asked me to take over. I had been manager for three movie theaters simultaneously so she knew I was capable. I liked not having to drive to the three different towns anymore, plus, it was nice to work for family.
That switch is what helped us really take off. I got several of the local hot bands booked with us for weekend shows. Dad set up some pool tournaments and pitch games. Our bartenders are all hot young girls and sexy well-built guys. We get a nice young rowdy crowd, but we don't tolerate nonsense. Everyone gets to have a good time without things getting out of hand. We keep the jukebox current with the newest and best liked music. When we built, we added a nice size dance area. Now we are as much nightclub as a bar.
Mom is up there most of the time. I am there almost all of the time. I usually open up at eleven in the morning. I do the books and set up the registers and work until about five. Then one of the night people comes in and closes. Most nights, I'm back up there at nine or ten and stay until closing. I usually just hang out or help clean up and stuff.
During my time, I even brought in some newer events. Like I said, I booked some of the hot bands, but I also got some interesting stuff. Mom was hesitant about some of the newer ideas. I can still remember talking her into it. I had jotted a bunch of my ideas down and we were going back and forth on some of the newer ones. It was a nice hot summer and we were sitting in the kitchen talking them through. She was not getting it and somewhat resistant.
"Mom, we need new events to draw in the younger crowds." I explained.
I don't know honey, the people in this town like to come in and hang out. They don't want a bunch of stuff breaking their evenings relaxing in the bar. They would rather relax on a Saturday night, listen to the band and have a cold one." She countered.
"Trust me mom." I started, "The older crowd aren't the ones going out much anymore. They sit at home and rent a movie and hang out cheaper. It's the younger group that still goes out. They're the ones we need to get."
"Well, we'll see. But nothing too wild okay? I don't want to be the "kid" hangout. She finished.
"Okay mom." I let it go knowing she would never quite get it and I was the manager anyway.
My boyfriend Curt (my husband now) walked in during our conversation. He was looking so good too. Curt had been helping Dad do some work this summer for the extra pay. Plus his regular work at the factory had him pretty buff. He is Native American; he had long dark hair and sexy smooth dark skin made even darker by working with Gary on the summer sun. He was wearing a light tank top, jean shorts, and tennis shoes.
He watched us as we talked.
I have to admit we had to look pretty good to his 28 year old mind. Mom was 47 years old at the time. She has light brown hair with blonde high lights. She is light skinned and slender. Its suits her 5'7 frame. And since I am going so far with the telling; she has 34B cups tits with brown nipples and a nicely trimmed landing strip on her delicate pussy.
I'm shorter and more voluptuously built than Mom. I was 25 when all this happened. I'm 5'1 and have a big chest and wide hips. People have said I have a luscious looking booty too. My tits are a hefty 36FF and I have lightly pink rose colored nipples. I keep myself waxed bare. I do have a small waist though. I'm not all fat. I am proportionate hourglass shape. I have black hair and brown eyes.
That morning, we were in her kitchen in the middle of the afternoon. It's funny too because all Mom was still wearing was just a nightgown and silk robe. Both were an attractive hunter green color. The lacey pattern at the bust had her dark nipples clearly visible. The air conditioner had them poking hard against the lace. I guess when it was just she and I in the house, she didn't really think about it. I caught Curt, discreetly, checking them out.
I was looking good too, if I do say so myself. I had a sexy summer tan and my skin had a healthy glow. I was wearing and white sports bra which I like to wear in the summer months. Sometimes I'll wear one instead of a shirt. Today I had a tight pink tank top over it. The air had my big rosy nipples jutting hard against my top. I had a sexy white thong under my skin tight jean shorts. I had cute pink crocs on with it and even my toes had a sexy pink polish on them. My black hair was up in a pony-tail and off my back. I was watching Curt get an eyeful of all the female skin on display. He caught my eyes and smiled. I shot him a naughty smirk.
It was Saturday and Curt had the night off, so he came up to the bar with me to help me. Amber had opened for me, but she had to pick her daughter up from pre-school so I was coming up early to relieve her. When we got there, it was pretty empty but, Amber was having fun anyway.
"Hey, you two!" she shouted as she rolled past us standing in the doorway still.
She had one just her bikini top and some tight shorts. She had on her roller skates and was hand delivering each drink, much to Ben and Mike's delight. Being the only two there, they were enjoying the personal treatment.
It was my idea and she loved it. Amber and I had both gone online to find our roller skates. They were the older two-by-two style instead of the in-line skates. We liked putting them on for awhile and just break up the day with them. We never did it when it was too busy and never at night.
Amber was one of the hot bartenders I mentioned. She was 23 and had a 2 year old daughter. She still had just a touch of the baby weight giving her a large sexy bust and just a tad soft allover. She wore her weight well and looked very sexy rolling around in the bikini top. She is taller than I am. She is the all-American girl. 5'7, blond hair blue eyes, cute red kips and a bubbly personality. We hired her without even reading her resume'.
A couple of mornings, she would come up before I opened to clean up from the night before or run to the bank for me. One day, she and I had a fun 69 on the pool table before we opened. Now and then, she still liked to come up to me while we were busy and just whisper," I'm gonna eat that pussy of yours later." She did it just to see me stutter or lose track of what I was doing.
My sometimes closing bartender Zeke, found the security tape of Amber and me having our sexy fun. He convinced me to invite him and his girlfriend Kay over to Curt's place for some fun. In return he didn't show the tape to my dad. Little did he know that Dad wouldn't have cared. I was more than happy to get him and his wife in bed with Curt and me. But I digress.
Curt and I got Amber out on time and took over. Mike and Ben shortly after leaving us alone in the bar before the evening crowd filtered began appearing. He was stocking up the cooler for me and watched the bar while I went to the bank and got some change. I walked in and he was just finishing a quick mopping. We sat for a few and had our lunch before he had a chance to talk.
"Be careful around Mom when she gets drunk." I said
"That was out of the blue...what do you mean?" he asked, grinning.
"She gets a little frisky. If Mom gets a few in her she can be downright horny. I think she finds you attractive too. One night she might get a little handsy or something."
"So does your Aunt Jayne....and your Aunt Rhonda for that matter. Nothing has ever happened with them either." He pointed out.
"I know. I trust you around Mom. Just not her and not her when she gets drunk." I continued. "Did I ever tell you what happened with John Willis in the back? She was drunk and decided to flash him. He took the oppurtunity to cop a feel. She was about to blow him except Randy Bender wandered past them to the bathroom. She would never have done that normally but.....just be careful." I finished.
Curt was still grinning with a naughty gleam in his eye. I knew he was picturing it. He had a hard-on showing in his pants. I was feeling the effect of everything that day too. Mom's nipples, Amber in her bikini and now a sexy aroused man had me powerless.
"Come on!" I said, snagging his tank top and pulling him with me to the office.
He was stunned as I quickly whipped my shorts down my legs and leaned over my desk. Shaking my ass for him, he got over it quickly. Looking over my shoulder at him, I reached between my legs spreading my wet pussy while licking my lips at him.
"Mmmm, Frannie- baby. You want my cock in your ass this morning?" He asked as he slid his shorts down his muscled legs.
