Susan stood outside the entrance of the bar wondering if she knew what she was doing. Just because her best friend Lisa had dared her, didn't mean she really had to go through with this. Lisa had dared her to go to the local singles bar and pick up a guy. So what if she hadn't been out on a date for a few months. "Oh well, here I go again. I just can't say no to a dare" she thought.
Susan was 5' 3", 135 pounds; she had long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was told she had an hourglass figure, too much on the hips she thought but some guys liked that. She also had nice sized breasts, 36D - guys really like that. She had dressed to kill before she left her apartment, short skirt, silky (very low cut) blouse, and heels. "Ok time for action" she told herself.
She walked up to the door of the bar swung it open and walked into the semi darkness of the bar. As her eyes adjusted she noted that the bar was not too full, but there were still plenty of guys standing around by themselves. Susan walked up to the bar and ordered a drink from the bartender, while he was getting it a man walked up to Susan's left and said "Hi, you want to join me at my table?" Wow that was quick Susan thought, and she told the man "sure." The bartender gave her her drink and the two of them walked over to his table.
He told her his name was Dave, and she told him she was Susan. She was surprised how quickly they began chatting and laughing together. They talked about all the usual things, brothers, sisters, school, work. Susan couldn't believe how comfortable she was talking with him; it was as if they had known each other for years.
They both had another drink and continued talking, and then she felt Dave put his hand on her knee. It startled her a little, as she wasn't expecting it, but she didn't mind. They continued talking and before she realized it Dave's hand was moving up towards her thigh. Susan suddenly felt very uneasy as she remembered how she was dressed under her skirt and blouse. She had put on her sexiest lace bra, but that wasn't the problem at the moment. She remembered she had put on her garter belt and stockings, but had purposely not worn any panties. "Damn, what was I thinking," Susan said to herself? Dave's hand was continuing its journey up her thigh when she quickly said "excuse me, I need to use the restroom," and stood up, almost knocking over the drinks, and headed towards where she hoped the bathrooms were.
The bathrooms were at the end of a wide dark hallway; she almost ran into the ladies room in a panic, went into one of the stalls and tried to calm herself down. Here she was, 26 years old, not a virgin and running from a guy who had his hand on her thigh! What is going on with me she thought, isn't this what I came in here for? She continued to talk herself down from her panic, figuring Dave probably thought she had lost it and had probably left. "Come on girl, get your head together and go back out there," she told herself.
She left the stall, checked her face in the mirror, ran a brush through her hair, put on some lipstick and pushed the door to the ladies room open walking out into the dark hallway. As the door shut and her eyes tried to adjust to the darkness, she heard Dave call her name. Then she felt his hand on her arm pulling her towards him. He pulled her towards him them backed her up against the wall. As he did this his mouth found hers. He pressed his lips against hers, and at first she tried to push him away, but his insistence quickly stopped her. She began responding to his kiss pressing her own lips against his. His tongue started pushing against her lips, wanting entry to her warm mouth. She parted her lips and his tongue darted inside her mouth, probing it fiercely. His hands were running up and down her arms, brushing against her breasts. She had put her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. Soon his hands had found her full breasts and had begun stroking them through the fabric of her blouse; this brought a soft moan from Susan. Their mouths locked in a hot lustful kiss, their tongues dancing in and out of each other's mouths, his hands caressing her breasts. Susan couldn't believe how excited she was getting; she could sense a dampness between her thighs that had not been there before. She could feel a deep desire inside her for this moment to not end.