It was way past closing. Emma had finished her work and done several things not due until the following week. It was her birthday and not one person all day had noticed.
None of her family or friends had called or left cards. The hell with it, she was big girl she would go celebrate by herself. She slammed the desk down and reaching into her closet shucked off her office suit and slithered into her new black dress. Pulling the clips out of her deep burnished red hair, she shook it to let its curls fly.
Looking into the mirror, she smiled as she kicked off her office sensible shoes and slipped into high black satin shoes to match the dress. Now she looked like a Birthday girl.
She changed her purse and grabbing her keys and headed down for her car and the trip to the local watering hole that they all favored.
Maybe she could find someone there that appreciated Birthdays.
Pulling up, the valet whistled as she shimmied out of the car. "Miss Emma you look beautiful tonight, special occasion?" She smiled "Yes, it is Jimmy, it’s my birthday. "
He shyly stood on tiptoe and kissed her cheek, "Happy Birthday to a wonderful lady." She turned her head and turned his kiss on the cheek into a long deep one that stiffened his cock, and made him breathless when she finished.
"Your very welcome Jimmy." She sauntered into the bar.
He was still blushing when he returned from parking her car.
The place was hopping and she couldn’t see a seat anywhere. She made her way to the bar and waited. Finally Jeff, the usual weekend bartender noticed her. "The usual Emma?" She nodded and he set to work on her cosmopolitan. She looked for a place to set.
She felt an arm on her back. She looked up and then gently she was pushed down on a seat. A tall handsome stranger dressed in black leather was smiling down at her. "Here take mine, darlin’ you’re a treat to watch so it’s a pleasure."
She held out her hand, "Hi, I’m Emma and today is my Birthday, what’s your name?"
He laughed and she liked him already for it was with not just his mouth but his eyes and his gut too. He was totally committed to the action. "While Emma, your birthday and all alone until now? I sure am glad I came along. By the way my name is Trent."
Emma shivered a bit under his steady gaze and agreed. "Me too."
He called Jeff over and she saw money change hands. "You know what pretty lady. I think a table for two just opened. You want to take that sophisticated drink with you, and have dinner with me?"
Emma nodded, she smiled as she thought "That and a whole lot more my good looking friend." Now Emma was not the kind to pick up strangers but she was bored, lonely and most of all horny as hell because Walter her regular boyfriend just didn’t seem to understand what it took to make her content. Maybe this guy would. She shivered as she imagined the two of them naked in bed.
Just then they reached the table and he leaned over and whispered into her ear. "Are you dreaming about us naked together later? I certainly am."
She couldn’t think of one thing to say as they sat down and the waiter handed them menus.
During dinner, they fed each other prime bites of each other’s meal and more than once she thought she felt his foot caress her leg. She didn’t know for sure but she was visibly excited by the idea. Finally he leaned forward and said, "Do me a favor?" She smiled, "If I can."
"Be brave and go to the ladies and take off your panties and then come back and give them to me."
She swallowed hard, and then stood and walked a little shakily away to the ladies. She was in there for several minutes before she determined to live life tonight as if things like this always happened. She slipped the small lace thong off her body down her legs and crushed it into a ball in her hand. She couldn’t help noticing she was hot, wet and smelled of sex and so did her panties. She hurried back to the table and stopped next to Trent.
