I met Debbie by accident, well this whole episode was about accidents, but more of that later. I'd been out having a drink and looking at the talent. I'd gone to one of my favorite bars in town that is quite a popular place, but not too crowded and not too loud with the music that you couldn't hear yourself speak in there. The place usually had a fair few nice looking women knocking around and I started to chat to this attractive blonde girl. She was in her early to mid twenties I guess and had the classic sexy slim blonde look. I fancied her and we seemed to be getting on alright as the night went on, making small talk and flirting, she had a nice laugh. Of course she was with a couple of her friends, another blonde who had short hair and big tits and who was a little on the plump side, and a tall slim girl with long curly black hair and small titties.
The evening progressed and I didn't get the brush off so it was all looking good. I bought them a few drinks and they had a few rounds between themselves too (I didn't drink much as I had my car with me). Unfortunately by the end of the evening Sam (Samantha?), the blonde I was gunning for had had a bit too much and was acting pretty tipsy inside the bar. When we went outside and the night air hit her she suddenly went really green and was all over the place. Well there's drunk and there's shitfaced and she was definitely the latter as she started reeling about and talking rubbish loudly. The dark haired friend was still with her and was trying to hold her up and control her, the other blonde had disappeared pronto as soon as we got outside.
Obviously any chance of some action with Sam had gone out of the window at this stage but I stayed with them as the dark haired girl tried to get Sam into a taxi. None of the drivers were having it though, and I don't blame them the way that she was looking although she had quietened down a bit by now. In the end against my better judgment I came over all gallant, decided to risk it and offered to take her and her friend home as it wasn't that far, only about 15 minutes drive. The other girl assured me that Sam was never sick and she'd warn me if she thought there was going to be a problem.
We got in the car and made the short journey without any unfortunate incident in the back of my car for which I was both thankful and relieved. Sam was almost comatose by this stage. We pulled up outside a terrace house in a side street and Sam's friend helped her out of the car, I was going to go up the drive with them when the dark haired girl said.
'You'd better wait in the car if you don't mind. Her boyfriend will answer the door and it might get awkward.'
I took her point and went back to sit in my car thinking that I had been led on royally for the evening for a fair few free drinks! At no time had she mentioned living with her boyfriend (not that it would have put me off of a one-nighter). Sitting there ruefully considering this and facing up to an ultimately disappointing evening I looked up to see the tall dark haired girl coming back down the pathway. I wound down the passenger window and she leaned in and that was when I noticed that she was actually quite attractive herself. She smiled at me and said.
'Thanks for bringing us back, that was nice of you.'
'No problem,' I replied smiling back. 'Do you want a lift?'
'No, I'm okay thanks. I'll stay round here for a coffee and then call a taxi later.'
'Okay then, I'll see you around.' I said reaching for the ignition still being Mr. nice and sociable.
'If you like you could give me a call and we could go out some time.' She said before I turned the key. I was caught off guard by her offer, but it certainly cheered me at that point. She smiled and handed a slip of paper to me through the window before turning to go back into the house, shutting the door with a wave. I looked down at the paper in the street light, it had her mobile number written on it and her name, 'Debbie'.
The next day thinking on it I decided that I rather fancied this girl, not just her looks but her straight forward manner too, so I figured that I would give Debbie a call. I rang the number she had given me, and when she answered and I said that it was me from last night she sounded pleased that I had called. We chatted nicely for a little while and then arranged to go out for a meal that same evening, meeting in the same bar again from last night first.
When we met in the bar, Debbie looked stunning, I don't know how I'd missed how very attractive she was the other night, I guess that I had just been concentrating on pulling Sam, I do have a thing for blondes I have to admit! Debbie was wearing a tight fitting short black dress with black stockings and shiny red little leather stiletto shoes. She was wearing her black curly hair loose and it fell over her shoulders. As I said before, she had small tits, hardly a handful, but they were perky and I don't mind small ones at all really, in fact I actually find big tits a bit of a turn off myself.
We had a drink or two and then moved on to a small Italian restaurant a bit further down the road where we had a nice little meal. We were getting on really well as the evening progressed, I found Debbie to have a nice open way with her and her smile was lovely. She had a very symmetrical face with cat-like eyes and arching narrow black eyebrows. When the waiter came to ask if we wanted coffees Debbie suggested that we go back to hers for one. I agreed to her idea and got the bill and then we left. As we stepped out into the street I put my arm around her and our lips met in our first kiss, I felt a stirring in my pants.
A short taxi ride took us to Debbie's flat. We went in through the front door and up a narrow flight of stairs to her front door where Debbie let us in. It was a nice flat, a bit small, but she lived there on her own so I guess that wasn't too much of a problem.
'Sit down and I'll put the kettle on.' She said disappearing through into the kitchen. I took off my coat and sat down on the sofa.
'Nice place.' I called through to her as she made herself busy in there.
'Thanks, you can put on the TV or find some music if you like.'
I got up and sorted though the rack of CD's next to the little HiFi and found an old Motown compilation that I put on. I had just sat down when Debbie came back in and handed me a mug of hot coffee.
'Thanks.' I said.
Debbie smiled and put hers down on a cabinet.
'I'll be back in a moment.' She said disappearing through the other door of the room.
Probably gone to the toilet I thought and sat back looking around the place and feeling a growing anticipation at the evening's prospects.
Debbie was quite a while, and then I heard her coming back and looked up. She stood in the doorway of the room smiling and I smiled back big as a Cheshire cat because Debbie had got changed. She was now wearing a short red silky kimono which she let fall open as I looked at her. Underneath she was wearing a tight little black camisole with red ribbon trimmings around the cups that tried to make a cleavage out her small breasts, tiny black lacy knickers and the stockings and suspenders from earlier with the shoes still on too. I love sexy underwear, I really do.
'Wow! You look great, very sexy.' I told her.
'Do you like it?' She said smiling as she walked towards me.
'I certainly do, good job that I haven't got a weak heart!' I joked.
Debbie folded her legs as she nestled on the sofa next to me and our mouths met in a sweet hot kiss. Our tongues wrestled together and my hands reached around to caress her tight bum. We kissed for a while and then I felt her hand running down my stomach, the palm ending up cupping my crotch and gently squeezing, feeling my hardness. Debbie broke the kiss and smiled at me.