It was a hot and humid afternoon like someone had dumped a huge pool of stagnant water over the city after it sat on the surface of the Sun for a week.
I was out running some errands on the holiday and noticed the local peeler bar was open. The air con in my beater wasn't working. The fan only amplified the hot air swirling around inside the car. So I stopped for a beer to cool off.
The place was pretty empty; just a couple of dancers and customers. I grabbed a place at the bar and ordered a beer. A couple of the regulars started yakking at me.
"Hey, if you buy her a drink, she said she'd strip on stage!" refering to the girl behind the bar. "We've all bought her a round of vodka." She picked up a tumbler half filled with clear liquid and confirmed what the punters said.
She introduced herself as Pascal. She was about 5-2 tall; long dark hair; almond shaped eyes and full lips. She wore a loose fitting black jumper, but still showed off her ample tits and a decently shaped body.
"Okay. If she finishes her drink before I finish mine, I'll buy her one." I was pretty thirsty and figured I would finish mine quickly, so I made the challenge.
Two seconds later, the vodka was gone in a shot; even before I could lift my bottle.
"How many has she had?" I asked as I paid for the next vodka.
She held up five empty glasses.
"Thanks!" she said as she held her refill. "Cheers!" as we clinked drinks.
One by one the regulars left for home, but I stayed. Only a couple of other guys getting "lapdances" in private booths. I could see one of the girls straddling the lap of one customer. His pants were around his ankles and was thrusting his hips into her.
The other girl's head was bobbing up and down between the other guy's legs.
"It's so dead in here today." Pascal interrupted my voyeurism. "I bet those girls are giving freebies just to pass the time."
"Yeah. Pretty quiet." I replied. "I'll have another beer if you have vodka too."
"Great!" Pascal smiled and got the drinks with renewed exuberance.
"Say I have a new nipple ring." Pascal exclaims suddenly. "Want to see it?"
Without waiting for me to reply, she pulled her top down and showed me her right tit. Her cherry sized nipple had a silver ring through it. I started getting hard.
Pascal started to play with her nipples. "Vodka always makes me horny!"
She ran her hand down her body and between her legs. She rubbed her crotch through the thin material with her slender middle finger.
The waitress shouted out "Millar and a Bud!" ignoring Pascal's display.
Pascal covered herself and got the drinks. She then sat on a stool behind the bar, pulled up the pant legs of her outfit and started to finger herself again. She showed me how wet she was and plunged a finger deep inside her cunt; then another and another.
The waitress interrupted again. "I'm going out for a smoke."
