I needed to get out of the house. I felt like the walls were closing in on me. So I got into my car and drove until I came across a seedy little bar on the outskirts of town. I parked my car around the back and went into the smokey, dingy dive from the rear of the building. The lights were dim and there were dirty, dark curtains thick from years of cigarette smoke in the windows to hide what took place inside this relic of a bygone era from the rest of the world.
The bartender had an apron on that looked like it was white but now it's just stained from years of cleaning up after the down on their luck clientele that frequented this joint. I walked up to the bar and grabbed a stool. The bartender looked over at me through his greasy hair and sauntered over like he didn't give a shit I was there. He asked me, "What are ya drinking?"
I said, "Whiskey straight with a beer chaser."
I'm sitting there drinking my beer minding my own business when the front door opens, sunlight streaming through the door. I glance over my shoulder to see who's coming in but all I can see is the silhouette of a woman in extremely high heeled shoes. She just stands there surveying the pathetic looking crowd hunched over their drinks. I smiled to myself thinking, "What fun I could have with her." I pay her no attention as she sits at the other end of the bar. No woman like that would have anything to do with the likes of me. So I return to my thoughts and stare at my now warm beer thinking what the hell am I doing here?
The sound of her heels clicking on the hard, dark wood floorboards takes me out of the reverie I'm in. I hear them coming towards me. Maybe she is going to the ladies room. I take a long chug of my beer and gulp it down. Then I feel the soft skin of Her fingers gently touching my neck. They slide down to my shoulder. She asks if the stool next to me is taken. i reply, "No Ma'am it's not." She chuckles to herself as if to say, "Gotcha." i nervously take another swig of my beer and gulp it down hard. "OH MY GOD," did i just make that much noise when i swallowed?"
i nervously put the bottle down as She touches the back of my hand. i shyly glance in Her direction. She has the reddest nails i have ever seen and Her skin is as white as alabaster. She leans even closer to me and says, "Would you buy me a drink?" i meekly reply, "Yes Ma'am i would like that very much." i motion to the bartender to bring me two more whiskey's and two more beers. He looks up from what he is pretending to be doing and has the strangest look on his face. It's like he's seen this before. She squeezes my hand as if to say, "Thank you."
Her smell is intoxicating. It takes me back to my childhood when my mother would hold me in her arms and rocked me to sleep. It was the smell of fresh roses on a bright sunlit spring morning. i take a deep breath to capture Her aroma for all time. i sneak a peek of Her as She is leaning next to me. She has on a low cut black blouse. It is unbuttoned down to Her ample bosom. Her breasts are starting to heave gently with anticipation of what is yet to come. i start to get nervous. Can this really be happening? Under her blouse She has on a lacy black bra. It must be to small because Her breasts seem to be spilling out of it. my eyes continue to follow Her voluptuous curves down further to Her short black leather skirt. i take in a quick intake of air when i see She has on the silkiest black stockings i have ever seen.
"Can this be real?" i think to myself.
Her legs are crossed. Her shoes are exquisite. Shiny black patent leather shoes with six inch stiletto heels. i must be dreaming, this vision of sultriness and beauty is sitting here next to me and letting me look upon Her perfection. She sees me visibly start to shake as i continue to gaze upon Her. She knows She has me right where She wants me. She bites my earlobe and tells me, "That's enough." I gasp as the electrical charge i get from her bite is coursing through my body.
i respond with a meek, "Yes Ma'am."
