It had only been a week since I had last been in town but you can bet making a stop at Bully's was one of the first things I did. My hope was to see Wanda again but I had no such luck. Having finally completed the required business meetings for the day, I was tired but was still hoping to see her again so I went back for dinner. Joe was tending bar and when he delivered my drink I asked if he had recently seen Wanda. He said he hadn't but he knew sometimes her and her friends went to 'The Fish Bone' for drinks.
Seeing the puzzled look on my face Joe gave me directions on how to get there. I thanked him and when the server came to the bar I placed my dinner order. After enjoying a delicious meal, I sat sipping my double Scotch and then decided to try and find this Fish Bone place. Before I left I ordered a cheesecake with a side of strawberries and some whipped cream to take back to my room for a snack later - I always get the 'need to gnaw' on something after I go drinking.
Since my motel was on the way to Fish Bone it worked out well and I easily found the place after I stopped and stashed the cheesecake and toppings in the fridge. The place was packed and larger than I anticipated. After buying a drink at the bar I strolled around with the hope of finding Wanda. I thought I had seen her car in the parking lot but I wasn't certain.
After I walked around the place for several minutes, I was ready to give up and go to my motel room. Then, by pure luck, I saw her! She had her back to me but I'd recognize that soft, long hair anywhere! I walked up behind her and in one quick move, I moved her hair aside and kissed her on the back of her neck. I thought she was going belt me one as she jumped to her feet and turned quickly to face me. Oh my god! This lady wasn't Wanda but she could be a clone of her.
"Whooo-Hoooo!" her friends at the table all yelled in unison.
"Kick his ass! Kick his ass up to his ears!" came the suggestion from a very attractive lady at the table.
"Who the hell are you?" this tall, sexy lady said loudly and with unmistakable irritation in her voice. She was staring me square in the eye. "You some perverted jackass or what??" she asked in a lower volume but with the same disgusted tone. I wanted to die before she killed me!
"Oh! I'm REALLY sorry! You looked like Wanda," I finally managed to explain. I found it odd, but most of her anger seemed to quickly diminish.
"Go ahead Wendy! Put his ass up a few feet!!" called the sexy reddish haired lady at the table and that got everyone except this sensual breathtaking beauty and myself hysterically laughing.
I looked at the sumptuous woman who was trying to get me either evicted from the place or have my anatomy rearranged in ways I didn't care for. Automatically my eyes scanned over her and I wondered what she'd be like in bed. She certainly was sexy! Those legs she partially hid under her skirt made my blood pressure and the skin covered bridge to sexual elation I hid in my pants both rise simultaneously. My bet is she'd be a wildcat!
My mind snapped back to the current situation.
"Wendy?!?!" I repeated silently in my head. "What the hell's going on?" I wondered to myself. I knew this tall, sensuous fox standing in front of me definitely wasn't Wanda, but the resemblance was uncanny. Then I saw a small but very sexy smile appeared on the face of this beauty in front of me.
"I'm Wanda's sister, Wendy," she said as she slid her chair over and offered me a place between her and the lady that had just moments before been rooting for my ass to be relocated somewhere above my shoulders. "This is my dear friend, Sue," said Wendy as she introduced me to the "warrior-wanna-be".
Not being one to know when to keep my mouth shut, I looked at Sue. "You gonna get your briefs in a bunch if I sit beside you?" I asked with a smug grin.
Her eyes locked on mine and she stared at me for several seconds. "Won't happen," she said as she picked up her drink and took a sip, still looking at me intently. "I'm not wearing any!" she said with a roar of laughter that was amplified as the other ladies at the table, including Wendy, roared with laughter as well. As I sat down in the chair Wendy had so graciously obtained for me, I leaned toward Sue and said, "Neither am I!"
"Whoo-Hoooo ladies!!" Sue immediately shouted, lifting her drink high in the air. "We have a 'Commando Cowboy' in our midst tonight!"
Everyone at the table, including me, howled with laughter as she mimicked riding a galloping horse. I turned to look at Wendy. She was really a beauty! Dark eyes, perfectly sexy nose, full and inviting lips, and that hair! Oh my God, that hair!! My fingers could spend weeks wandering around in that!
Feeling an elbow annoying me by poking me in my arm, I turned to Sue, whom I knew was trying to get my attention. "Don't think you're gonna sweep her off her feet and ride her into the sunset," she said trying to look very stern.
I grinned as my mental tape replayed that. 'Ride her into the sunset'. That sounded mighty intriguing but I wasn't sure if she had meant to say it that way or not. I was pondering if I should draw attention to the possible error made by her, but didn't have a chance to say a word.
"She and I arrive together, and we leave together. Got it?" Sue said emphatically enough I knew she was serious. "And... just who the hell are you anyway? You never did answer that question!"
"My name is Art," I answered as politely as I could. "I'm a friend of Wanda's."
"You're Art?" I heard Wendy say from my left side. As I turned to face her to reply, Sue leaned over and whispered in my right ear, "we know about the beach."
(If you're wondering about that comment, read my "A Walk With Wanda" story.)
I turned back to look at Sue who was now grinning at me. She winked at me.
Let me tell ya - there's been very few times in my life when my brain just totally shut down, but it decided this particular moment was perfect to do just that. With nothing to say as a response to Sue, I turned to Wendy and asked if she knew whether or not Wanda was going to be here tonight.
"No, you're stuck with me, her Sis" she said as she took a sip from her drink. When her lips wrapped around that sip stick, any doubt that the two of them weren't sisters vanished instantly. My cock got as hard and as quickly from watching Wendy slide the sip stick between her lips as when I had watched Wanda do the same thing.
"By the way," I leaned over and whispered to Wendy, "I certainly don't consider it being 'stuck'. I'm quite happy to be here with you."