A good guy friend of mine had introduced me to a lovely female friend. She had joined us for a threesome actually. However, after a few encounters, she and I came to the conclusion that we could have much more fun venturing out on our own. It wasn't that I was in any way committed to my male friend, but it had become so regular with him that it had been some time since I actually had gone out on the prowl.
It was 10:30 on a Saturday night when we made our entrance to the first bar. We were early. There were only about a dozen people in the place. We decided to stay and have one drink before moving on to some place more populated. We sat at the bar sipping our drinks and chatting. She was looking hot that night and I was feeling pretty sexy myself.
I was admiring her cleavage when from the corner of my eye, I noticed a young man looking our way from across the bar. As I looked up, he moved his glance away. But I knew he was still watching. "Kiss me," I said as I leaned in to my friend and took her lips softly into mine.
"What was that for?" she asked. And so I told her about our audience. Looking again in his direction, this time he smiled at me. It worked!
He was by himself, so I motioned for him to come over. He smiled and nodded but seemed hesitant as he did not rise from his seat. I called the bartender over to me and told her that I'd like to buy that guy a drink. She went over to him and spoke a few words. Within seconds he had stood and was on his way over to our side of the bar.