When I was in Phoenix a few months ago, I finally met up with a guy that I met on line. During our date, we drank and laughed had a nice dinner. After dinner, he asked if I wanted to go dancing at this Western bar. Since I liked to line dance and haven't boogied country for some time, I was thrilled to go.
So we walked a few blocks down the street to an older wooden building. As I walked by this older decaying building to the corner door, I was wondering if this was what I imagined. I could hear the music as we walked in, which made me excited to dance.
Once inside, it was dimly lit with booths scattered around this small dance floor. The bar had a dozen seats around with only half seated with guys dressed in cowboy attire. One booth had some homely looking over weight girls sitting and they stared at me, when I walked by. The band was playing some weird country song that a few couples were trying to dance.
We finally found a booth in the back next to a three-quarter high wall. I could hear laughter coming from behind the wall, which I didn't pay much attention to. As I sat down, a waitress came over and took our drink order. I had my normal Martini and my new friend had a beer with shots of tequila. He did talk me into having one with a lime, but I preferred my Martini.
Once the band started to play, some girls got up to line dance. I got up and tried to drag my friend with me to no avail. So the seven other girls and I were on the dance floor alone.
I felt a little self-conscious, because I was the only one not wearing jeans and cowboy boots. Instead, I was wearing a black flowing short hip hugging skirt, white sleeveless cotton blouse with three buttons and tied at my belly, a white bra under it, and white stockings with my black stilettos. Oh and I had on a black thong. As I danced, my moves sometimes exposed my panty, but after a few more Martinis I didn't care.
As the night went on, my friend became drunk and obnoxious by making nasty comments and trying to grope me. I was becoming perturbed with his advances. So hearing a loud laughter in the room behind the booth, I left him to see what was happening.
The room had a pool table with a bunch of guys drinking beers and playing. As I watched the guys playing billiards, I asked if I could have next game. They were very friendly and accommodating, although it was a bet of ten dollars a game. When it became my turn to play, one guy told me that he would love to see my boobs instead of the ten dollars when I lost. I laughed and put the ten down, then proceeded to run the table. Another guy came over and challenged me. I missed one shot but won again. I was very happy taking these guys money. Then this guy named Cody challenged me. He was wearing jeans, cowboy boots and hat with a white tee shirt that had graphics of horses and said, "Durango Rodeo 2012". He mentioned that the other two guys were bums and I needed to play a real pro.
He was very arrogant, so I laughed and said: "OK, whenever one showed up." He just smiled and told me to break.
Well it didn't take long for me to run the table on him. I missed two shots and he didn't make any balls in. I was beaming with confidence, when he asked for a rematch. Just as I was about to shoot, he stopped me and suggested that we should make the game more interesting. I asked what he had on his mind. He laughed and suggested betting on each ball instead of the game. Thinking it was for money I smiled and agreed.
Cody had a devious grin as he explained the rules and bellowed: "So cutie, every ball you sink you get to either slap me or kiss me or take a piece of clothing off me. Now I get to do the same to you, when I sink a ball. If you miss, you have to drink a shot of tequila. The winner will get twenty dollars and one request that the loser has to perform. So what do you say? Are you up for a real contest?"
I figured since I was breaking this would be easy. Cody was such an arrogant, good looking brat that I would love to slap. My eyes lit up at that thought. So I said: "This sounds like fun. I will love slapping that smirk off your face!" He laughed, like he knew something I didn't.
I wiggled my ass in his face and broke the pack. Luckily, I sank one ball. Turning toward Cody, I had a huge smile across my face and said: "Ok Cody, let's see what I want to do to you."
The other guys were yelling to slap him hard. So I went up to him, pretended that I was going to kiss him, but instead, slapped him as hard as I could. You could hear it throughout the room and the others hooted at him getting hit.
He put his hand over his reddened cheek and said: "Wow, Kathryn! Not so hard. You know you could have kissed me instead."
I laughed and said: "Sure, maybe next time!"
Well after the fourth slap in a row, he nastily said: "You better not miss."
My next shot I had to lean far over the table to hit. I could feel the guys standing behind me looking at my ass. I guess with everyone looking at me and having a hard shot to make that I hit too soft. Missing, I left an easy shot for him. I don't think I missed it on purpose, but I would make that shot 9 out of 10 times.
He smiled and said: "Go ahead and drink up. Now it's my turn."
One of the other guys handed me a completely full shot glass of tequila. As I guzzled it, he sunk the easy shot. Everyone was watching, as he came up to me. He put both hands on my shoulders said: "This is going to be so much fun!"
He told me that he's been watching me all night and it was about time I showed my boobs. He began unbuttoning my blouse down to the tie. Then he reached behind me and unhooked my bra. He took the straps through my arms and pulled the lace undergarment off me. Throwing to one of the cheering guys watching, he put both hands over my boobs and began making my nipples stand erect.
Then he said: "Finally I all get to feel those hot tits of yours. They feel so firm. You like me playing with them don't you?"
I tried not to enjoy his fondling, but with no success. So I gave out a little sigh and nastily said: "The bet wasn't for groping. So hit your next ball."
Since he didn't button up my blouse, my boobs were somewhat exposed. Everyone one was now instantly on his side. I guess they wanted to see more of me or what he would do next. They quickly found out because he made his next shot with ease. He grabbed me in his arms and gave me such a passionate kiss. Even though he's been a brat to me, I really enjoyed that kiss. Next shot was another easy one for him.
A loud chant about my skirt was echoed throughout the room. He smiled and had me sit on the edge of a table right in front of everyone. Then he unzipped and pulled off my skirt. Spreading my legs apart, he moved the g-string to the side and began to fingering my clit in full view of all.
