I glanced at my watch she was an hour late, in fact I had come to the unwilling conclusion she was not coming at all. It was bad enough being stood up on a date at anytime, but after two months of dating you’d think she could’ve called.
I was about to slide off the bar stool and head home for another shitty take away meal when the bartender approached me, he leaned towards me and looked down towards the end of the bar.
“The lady says if you’re going to stare at her all night you could at least buy her a drink,” he said.
I looked up and exchanged smiles with the slim brunette, truth was I had been looking passed her every ten minutes trying to focus through the red neon sign out onto the street hoping my date would show, I hadn’t taken much notice of her at all. I nodded to the bartender with approval and watched him serve the woman with a drink; she raised her glass in appreciation. I politely smiled and headed towards the door to leave.
“Leaving so soon, why don’t you join me for one drink?” the brunette enquired.
I obliged and pulled up a stool and sat beside her, she introduced herself as Alex and offered her hand for me to shake.
“Hi my name is Pete, Pete Hamilton,” I replied.
“Pleasure to meet you Pete,” Alex responded.
Alex had mid length brunette hair and was wearing a black cocktail dress that plunged down the front and back only just containing her tiny pert breasts, the line of the dress stopping just above her bikini line, if she had one I thought, and similar at the back reaching down to rest on the top of her buttocks.
Alex asked what had brought me to Harry’s bar, I explained that I was meeting my date who had obviously stood me up, Alex let out a wicked laugh. I felt uncomfortable and slightly embarrassed my ego already bruised, she apologised explaining that this bar must be the place to be stood up as that is what had happened to her, we both laughed loudly.
I ordered another drink and we both gave our autopsy on why we were such losers to be stood up. I told my story first, I explained how I had been dating a women called Julie for a couple of months and that things were going fine when one night after a few drinks and a couple of joints we started asking those sort of questions of each other, like what do you find sexy etc. When Julie asked me what she could do to turn me on I stupidly replied,
Id loved to watch her have sex with another woman, everything went pear shape from there, tonight was sort of I am really sorry please forgive me date.
“That will do it every time,” Alex proclaimed.
“Your turn,” I said.
Alex explained in her line of work it was really hard to find a man who liked her for her, as opposed to what she did for a living.
I took a giant gulp of my drink before nervously asking what she did for a living.
Alex leaned slightly forward her dress gapped open giving me a full view of her tiny firm breasts her nipples full and hard, I am an erotic dancer Alex explained. My reaction was that of when I was ten and my best mate told me he caught a glance of our teacher Miss Jones nipple, Alex took it in her stride and kept the conversation rolling as if that was a normal reaction.
Alex moved back from her revealing position and excused herself and headed of to the ladies room. I watched as she walked off admiring her shapely arse noticing there was no obvious panty line, her long legs seemed never ending and her slender calves accentuated by her high stilettos.
Alex had only been gone for a couple of minutes when she returned. I was trying my utmost to look at her eyes however the sparkle from her belly button ring kept drawing my eyes down to her smooth skin above her dress. I shrugged my shoulders as sort of a lame apology like a little boy being caught for doing something wrong, Alex smiled and said she took it as a compliment.
“Well Pete Hamilton what you say we blow this joint and try to find us some hot dates for tonight?” Alex announced.
I nodded my head threw back the rest of my drink and followed the clicking sound of her high stilettos out the door. The change from air conditioning to the hot sticky night was almost unbearable my shirt instantly stuck to my back and Alex’s short cocktail dress kept edging its way between her legs, rising enough for me to see the bottom of her buttocks, Alex kept pulling it down as she walked, she only stopped when the dress rode too high and the shape of her pussy was visible through the material. I glanced sideways pretending not to notice, even though I could see her pull the material from between her lips.
It didn’t take us long to gain entrance to the Blue Lizard as Alex seemed to know everyone that you needed to know in these places; we were heckled by the sweaty crowd of people lining up as we were ushered in. The dance music vibrated through my body as we headed for the bar, the place was jammed packed, and nightclub owners love this weather, turn off the air conditioning and crank up the music and watch the money flow over the bar.
Alex stood close to me and her body seemed to go into an involuntary trance as it swayed to the music. I whispered in her ear that I was going to the bar to grab us a couple of drinks; she smiled her body not missing a beat to the rhythmic music. When I returned Alex pulled my arm motioning me to join her on the dance floor, I resisted explaining that I couldn’t dance and would feel uncomfortable dancing in front of someone who could. Alex pouted her deep dark red lips and headed out onto the dance floor by herself, she sexily moved her body around other peoples, running her hands seductively over her body across her breasts and slightly pushing the hem of her dress just high enough to show the smooth skin of her inner thighs, stopping every now and then to push her now drenched hair off her face.
Finally after five loud pulsating songs the Dj slowed the music down realising that even people pumped full of ecstasy could not possibly keep the pace up on a hot night like tonight, he played a slightly slower Latin number. Alex slowly sauntered towards me swishing her dress exposing her shaven pussy lips to me for the first time, her hands grasping at the hem of her dress in a discrete and expert manner, parting her lips revealing her swollen hard clit she swayed her hips in a way that kept my eyes transfixed to her wet cunt keeping me oblivious to our surroundings.