Cat and Mouse
Which is the cat, and which is the mouse?
I did it because I was bored and wanted to have a little amusement. It was just because I wanted to give my brain a bit of relaxed fun. It had been a bit stressful over the last week. I had just finished the big project I had been working on, and now I was simply enjoying a bit of time off from the long hours and mind frazzling thinking. That's how I found myself here at this little bar a block from my hotel. Most of the planning and preliminary work I did was done from home. I always did the final part of each job from a hotel room. It was safer that way. Early tomorrow morning, I would simply pack up my small travel case, walk out of the hotel, and find my way to a small apartment I rented in another name. I would stay there for about a week before returning home and starting the preliminary work for my next job. Either that or take a couple months off to relax. I hadn't decided which yet.
So, that's where I found myself. Sitting alone in that small bar and minding my own business. Sure, I had scoped out everyone else there. That's only normal for someone like me. You always need to be prepared in case danger suddenly looms. I never wanted to be caught off guard. That could be disastrous. There is a very good reason for my caution. That caution was mainly centered on a table not too far away. Around the table sat four people. Three guys and a woman. The guys were all clean cut, rather fit, and carried themselves with confidence. They were dressed in Business casual.
The woman was in her early thirties, brunette, blue eyes, and also very fit. By the way the guys differed to her, I would guess that she was in charge. Just looking at them, they screamed FEDERAL AGENTS. Most likely here after work relaxing like I was doing. They all seemed to enjoy each other's company.
I slyly watched out of the corner of my eye as one of the guys got up and walked over to me.
"May I have this dance?" he asked.
OK, there was a dance floor and music playing, so it wasn't really strange. Glancing at the table, I saw the rest of the group grinning and watching. The woman had a tolerant look on her face like she was watching a younger brother doing something foolish but amusing. I thanked him for the offer, but I politely turned him down. I kept watch as he returned to the table and put up with the ribbing from the other two guys. Five minutes later, a second guy from the table tried his luck. Then the third. That's when I saw the woman dole out the three dollar bills she had been holding back to the guys. Not the first time I had seen this game played. A group of guys bets to see who can pick up the single girl. The woman then began laughing and ribbing all three guys on their lack of success.
That's when I made my decision. I was a bit bored and just wanted to have a laugh. I motioned to the bartender and gave him my request. A couple of minutes later, and I watched their server carry the drink over to the woman and place it in front of her. She looked over to me in surprise, so I lifted my glass in salute. She picked up the drink and returned the gesture. I then cocked my head in a questioning motion. She smiled, stood up and began striding towards me. That's when I got my first real good look at her. She was a bit taller than my 5'4". Even though her figure was partially hidden by the slacks and suit jacket she apparently wore for work, I could still see enough to know that she was in very good shape. I didn't even wait for her to ask. I just blurted it out before she could even begin to speak.
"I would love a dance. Thank you for asking."
I really enjoyed the shocked looks on her companions' faces as I took her hand and let her to the small dance floor. We danced to two fast songs before a slow song came on. Not wanting to end my fun, I pulled her in. I could feel her biceps, and they were a bit bigger than I would have guessed. When my hands went to her shoulders, I could feel their power as well. Fit didn't really describe it. She was built! Strong, powerful, but still feminine. Not really a butch, but just a very strong woman. I liked it. I liked it a lot. I started thinking about how much more fun this night could be.
The song ended, and she invited me to join them. I demurred. I wasn't really that keen on talking to the guys, but I would really like her to join me for a more intimate chat. She returned to their table to fetch her purse and offer a quick farewell to her companions. A moment later, she was perched on the stool beside me.