Iris walked into the smoky bar and immediately noticed the ratio of men to women was severely unbalanced. She only spotted a few other women while the number of men loitering drinking beer or playing pool was at least over 20. She flipped her long black hair over her shoulder and popped open an extra button on her blouse. Her car had broken down just yards from the sleazy bar so she figured she might as well try her luck and see if one of these brutes would help her out.
Iris was a beautiful, 26 year old woman working in an accounting firm. She was half-Asian which most men she'd encountered found to be completely attractive. She didn't have the "typical" small Asian woman's frame. Her breasts were more like her Caucasian mother's, a nice full c cup and round with rosy nipples that had a hare trigger. She could orgasm from tit stimulation alone. Her long, dark hair was one of her favorite features even though more people commented on her violet-colored eyes. Somehow her father's dark brown eyes and her mother's hazel blue/green eyes had made this amazing violet mixture that both she and her sister had. She looked at the bar and immediately her gaze fell on a man toward the end. He wasn't ogling her like the other men in the bar but he had noticed her presence. She smirked as she strode over to him; she loved the attention of men.
"Hi there, I know this is completely out of the ordinary but my car broke down and I'm just sort of stranded." She held up her useless cell phone to accentuate her point. She saw his eyes drop from her own down to her chest, right on cue as she leaned forward just a bit. She laid her hand on his knee, careful not to get too close to his thigh. "Do you think you could help me out?" With a tiny tilt of her head she became an official damsel in distress.
The man cleared his throat and stood up; he was a foot taller than Iris was and she took a moment to look him up and down. He had short brown hair but these gorgeous green eyes that lit up when he flashed a bright smile at her. "I'd be glad to help you..."
"Iris, my name is Iris. Thank you so much." She offered her hand to him and when he touched it she felt a familiar heat between her legs.
"Hi Iris, name's Matt." He looked over her head and nodded, she turned to look at what he was motioning to. It was another young man approaching them. "This is Kyle; he's my business partner."