Ellie looked toward the door of Otto's Tavern and cringed when she recognized the man entering the bar. She had known Philip for more than twenty five years. They had met in high school at freshman English class. He was an arrogant jerk who thought he was God's gift to the World and she knew not much had changed in twenty plus years. He had dated her best friend Lisa junior year but that hadn't stopped him from hitting on all of her friends including Ellie. He cheated on Lisa several times and eventually they broke up but he continued to hit on Ellie every time he saw her and she hated it. She hated him. He made her skin crawl. He was a decent looking guy with a fit body but he was far from her type.
Philip thought he was every woman's type. He thought that all women wanted him but nothing could have been further from the truth. Ellie knew dozens of girls who despised him and not everyone thought he was attractive, though he was quite good looking, especially for a black guy. Ellie had never found black men physically appealingly though he did have a really nice body with a cute butt.
"Sup El," Philip said with a cocky nod as he walked past her towards the bar. His eyes moved quickly from her cute face to her voluptuous breasts and Ellie shivered with revulsion.
"Hello Philip," she replied tersely. She knew he'd be back. He didn't care that she was married or that her friends would arrive later. He would still hit on her and while it was somewhat flattering it was wildly inappropriate.
Philip returned to her table as expected and he placed his fresh beer on her table as if he was her welcome guest. He wrapped his arms around her, making Ellie's shoulders tense, and squeezed her tight as he pressed his full lips to the top of her head and kissing her silky blonde hair. The fresh scent of his cologne engulfed her and she tried to ignore it but he did smell good.
"What do you want Phil?" Ellie said with tight lips as she looked at him through narrow, focused golden brown eyes.
Ellie was an attractive bespectacled woman with big eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. She was somewhat heavyset with an hourglass figure and a plump, heart shaped ass. She was insecure about her weight but she did like her natural DD boobs and her husband Dave seemed to like her butt. He smacked it all the time, though they were having a bit of a rough patch for more than a year and hadn't had sex in over a month.
"Same thing I've wanted since the day we met. Mm mm mm, girl you have an effect on me." Phil replied brazenly as he looked her up and down like a fat hunk of meat.
"That's nice," Ellie replied in a calm monotone to try to dissuade him from continuing. She had run into him frequently the last few months and she knew bringing up her husband did nothing to stop his unwanted advances. "Cheri, Samantha and Lynn will be here in a about a half hour. You remember Lynn?" Ellie said smugly. Philip and Lynn had hooked up after her divorce. It had been a short lived thing that had ended badly, though neither of them talked about it.
"Shit," Philip grinned. "I guess I'll have to get you outta here fast then." He nodded confidently and Ellie shook her head disapprovingly.
"As I said last month, that's never gonna happen. Even if I wasn't married you are not my type," Ellie laughed. His persistence was, on some level, admirable and it was flattering. There were several younger and prettier women in the bar but he was focused on her, a married, middle aged woman. He called her a milf though she wasn't actually a mom. She and her husband had tried for years but he was sterile and he was not interested in invetro from a sperm bank so she'd given up her dream of being a mother. She did have a niece and two nephews whom she loved dearly and spoiled rotten.
"You know that ain't true El. You used to tell me all the time when Lisa and I was together that you wanted me."
"I never said any such thingband you know it Phil," She laughed dismissively. He had a strange and almost comical way of misremembering things about their past.
"Come on El, you know you kissed me at the Pitts," Philip grinned, flashing his straight, white teeth. He was 42, just like Ellie, but he looked more than ten years younger and he had the broad shoulders and chiseled physique of a twenty year old.
"You kissed me and I stopped you," Ellie laughed. "And I let you know then that it was inappropriate."
"Your smoking crack," Philip said shaking his head. You started kissing on me when we were away from the crowd in the dark. Then you straddled me and told me you wanted my big black dick. Hell, we'd prolly have fucked if we didn't get interrupted by those girls."
"You were lucky Lisa never found out you kissed me but I most certainly did NOT initiate. " Ellie replied firmly. She could still picture the scene vividly. It was a dark, fall night in New England. Lisa was away at a Cheer competition and Philip was with several of his teammates from the football team. They had been talking next to the keg until argument broke out between two guys she didn't know well so they moved away from the crowd to continue their talk. Ellie was telling him that he needed to stop cheating on Lisa and he insisted he didn't cheat. He said they had an understanding because Lisa liked fooling around with girls too. Ellie didn't believe him and then he moved in to kiss her. She was startled and tried to resist but she was a little drunk and they tumbled to the ground as she stepped back into a small hole in the ground. He wound up on top of her and she tried to push him off but he kissed her again and she surrendered for a moment to his will. They had rolled over like they were wrestling and she had felt his erection against her tummy when some girls from the field hockey team saved her from making a huge mistake.
Philip sat down beside Ellie and rested his hand on her bare knee. She could feel the warmth of his touch and her juices started to flow. It had been too long since she and Dave had fucked. Hell he barely touched her anymore and she wasn't wired that way. For most of their marriage they had fucked like rabbits, three or four times a week. She'd always been a sexual person and while she still masturbated every day after Dave left for work she missed his hard, hot dick inside her. Her mind was racing and she quickly removed Philip's hand from her leg but the damage was done and her body was humming.
"You need to stop Phil, that is not appropriate," she scolded as she tried to reel in her racing libido but Philip laughed and put his hand halfway up her thigh. He could see the weakness in her glazed eyes and his fingers traced light circles on her silky smooth flesh. His touch made her wet and she looked into his dark, bedroom eyes. He was sexy and he knew it. She hated that about him. She hated him for doing that to her. For making her remember that kiss and for making her want him.
"You ready to go?" Philip asked in a low, sexy tone. He smiled knowingly and his hand moved under her short dress. He was just inches from her thong and she couldn't believe how much she wanted him to touch her there.
"I can't, I'm married," she replied weakly as her legs parted subtly, sending him mixed signals as she wrestled with indecision. Her body was on fire and her head was spinning.
"That didn't stop you with Kevin," Philip replied calmly as his hand moved up her thigh, pushing the hem of her dress with it under the table until his fingers brushed against her panty clad sex.
