I eagerly wait in my town's small airport, my friend's flight should have just landed. I haven't really seen him since high school, he helped me survive high school in a big city. I bounce on my toes as the automatic doors open and people start filing out to other family waiting.
I spot him halfway down the hall still as tall, dark, and handsome as I remember. We lock eyes and he lights up giving a wave and a smile. Once he's pass the doors he envelopes me in big, strong hug.
"So good to see you Sage! There's absolutely nothing around, how crazy!" He bellows in my ear.
"It's good to see you too Mark! Thanks for being able to come see me." Giving him a final squeeze before we separate.
"I'm glad I'm able to make it and help. Where could they possible have space for luggage in this tiny place?"
I chuckle, "come on it's around the corner."
We get his bag and make our way out to the parking lot. We load up and start our way into my town.
"Hey what's some good local food? I'm starved," he groans and looking at me needily.
"You in the mood for tacos? There's a spot close that's a chain created in this state."
"Lets go!!"
We pull up to Taco George and head inside, "I normally just get some tacos and potatoes but take your time."
"I'll have whatever the local suggests."
I giggle, "alright-uh," I turn to the clerk, "lets just get 5 tacos, a medium potato and medium drink."
"Okay, that'll be 20.47."
Before I can do anything Mark's arm comes from around me, his card going into the pin pad. I feel his body pressing into my slightly and my heart flutters. He reaches for the cup and table number, pressing into me more now. I turn my body, my plump ass rubbing against him, and we go to the fountain drinks.
"You can pick the soda, I'll only have a few sips if that's fine." I say while grabbing the number from his hand.
"Sounds great to me," he smirks turning slowly to watch me pick a table.
We get our food and I show Mark how I eat my taco, he follows my lead eating his first taco quickly.
"That's some good food, and I eat a lot of mexican food back home still!"
"That's great to hear," I giggle.
"So, Sage, how are you doing? You haven't told me much but didn't really have friends to lean on right now."
"Yeah," I sigh and finish my taco pushing the rest to Mark, "I don't know, I guess I'm fine, nothing to talk about. Its over between me and him, I don't want to dwell on it. I'm not avoiding it or anything just not what I want to focus on this weekend."
"So what do you want to focus on?" His mouth covered but his dark eyes studying me closely.
I search his face and smirk, "I just want to have as much fun as we can." One of my legs bump against his and his eyebrows raise.
"Well I think I have the best local guide for fun times," I blush at his words and we finish eating.
I take Mark to his hotel to get checked in and help him to his room. "So do we want to get drinks tonight like we talked about driving over?" He asks.
"Yeah I know a good one in town for darts. I'd be happy to kick your butt all night."
"I'd like to see you try! I want to take a shower and stuff and get all nice for you. Do we wanna meet up in a couple hours?"
"Yeah just text me when you're ready and I can be here in under 15," I say while waving and walking to the door. "I'll see you soon Mark!"
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I was finishing up getting myself ready when Mark texts me that he's ready. I take a final look in the mirror, my short colored hair standing out against my black crop top and jean booty shorts. I text back that I'm heading over and give myself a final pep talk for a good night.
Mark is outside waiting for me and I take us across town to my favorite bar. We walk in and the moody blue lights almost being the only ones on. The dart boards were clear but some guys are playing pool, I can feel them watch me as I go to order our drinks.
I bring our drinks to the table Mark picked, close to the pool table. I try to go a little easy on Mark but can't help but beat him easily as we finish our first drinks. As Mark queues up the next one I make eye contact with one of the guys at the pool table. The broad blonde smiles at me and looked me up and down, leaning a little to see my legs under the table. I giggle and Mark comes back with our second drinks.
He sets them down and touches the small of my back, "like most things I get better with a little liquor." He says softly into my ear, my eyes still locked and smiling with the blonde.
"Show me what you got big boy," I coo.
"I intend to," he says before taking a big drink and starting another game.
I take some sips from my drink, the blonde back to his game but I make sure to turn and look pretty for him in between throws. It seemed maybe the first game was just a warm up and we have another good couple games and drinks. Mark leaves to get us one more to finish the night and the blonde's friend steps outside on a phone call. I watch at he makes eye contact with me before walking over casually.