"Man this has been a long fucking day." Jack muttered as he stumbled into the Candy Cat. It was the local skin shack a trashy dive where they rented adult video and even had a back room with live dildo shows. A trashed dive in an otherwise upscale neighborhood. He walked past a pair of attractive twenty something girls with long tails and ears for hats and bellied up to the bar. It only took a moment for the tender, a bald middle aged black man to approach him and take his order, a double scotch on the rocks.
It had been a long day and Jack hadn't stumbled into this place by accident. He'd lived within about five miles of it for the last ten years of his life and he'd only been there once when he was nineteen with a friend. Other than that he'd always avoided it but his friends were starting to tell him stories about a girl here that he would absolutely love. Either that or he'd hat her for all time but either way this was something that he didn't want to miss so he'd came in.
"So my friends tell me there is a new girl here, goes by the name of Hazel." Jack asked as he slid the glass back to the tender for a refill. The tender nodded and told him she was working in booth two that night and whatever his friends told him; they were true and then some. This was the girl from your favorite porn and your best wet dream rolled in one unbelievably hot chick. She was even engaged, or married; either the little slut had a ring with a rock the size of a small grape! Jack downed the second drink and then slid the glass back. The tender must have noticed something on Jack's face because he poured the double and slid it back telling him the last one was on the house and he could take it with him. "Thanks." Jack replied slapping a twenty down on the bar and walking to the back to the booth.
Jack had never been in a place like that before but it was exactly what he'd been expecting. A simple booth more like a bathroom stall in reverse. There was a little seat that hung from the back of the door, lotion and tissue paper all facing the back of the booth which looked almost like an arcade machine with a steel curtain instead of a screen. It wasn't exactly like an arcade machine of course, he never wondered who had played Street Fighter before him, and touching the console never made him feel dirty before. There was also the fact that the arcades he remembered were twenty five. . .ok fifty cents and he got keep playing until he lost, instead one dollar equals five minutes whether or not he'd gotten what he'd paid for or not.
Jack pulled his wallet out from his pants and pulled out a dollar bill feeding it to the machine and the steel curtain started to rise revealing the woman hidden beneath. It started at her purple plastic platform heels sliding back and forth. Her toenails were painted white with lavender and purple heart shaped stickers randomly scattered over them. Inch after inch of slender, toned leg was revealed starting with her calves and ending with her thighs which lead to a delicious bubble butt.
The perfect half moons that made up her rump were half covered by a pleated black skirt. It really just drew attention to the fact that she was nude and it somehow made her more bared. It was the same way that a girl is more nude in a pair of socks than she is completely nude. The girl twisted her hips enticingly leaning over far enough to reveal her swollen labia glistening with her wetness. "You like that don'tcha big boy?" She cooed spreading her lips open to reveal the pinkness within. Jack whimpered something that made the girl inside giggle and continue to twist.
