It's the end of another long workweek and all I wanted to do was sit on the sofa in a pair of comfy pajamas with a glass of wine and a movie. So, here I am in a bar with three of my friends listening to karaoke and drinking a Tom Collins. It's not just any bar; it's a gay bar. I'm just here for the company and people watching, at least that is what I have convinced myself of. I watch the wait staff smack the asses of willing customers, the lesbians necking at the bar, and laugh with the crowd at the brave souls singing karaoke. I am content blending into the background and trying to remain invisible to those other than the friends I came with.
It was during a horrible rendition of "Friends in Low Places" that I saw her near the bar. I could not help but stare. Her long flowing blonde hair fell below her bare shoulders and rested at her breasts. She had on a strapless coral sundress that accentuated her every curve, from the swell of her breasts to the dip at her waist and on to the roundness of her perfect ass. Her legs were long and tanned and seemed to go on forever. Her striking green eyes lit up as she laughed along with the crowd at the awful singing.
I must have been staring at her for a while because when I snapped out of my trance all three of my friends were watching me. I quickly looked away and blushed at having been caught staring, in a gay bar of all places. When I dared to meet the eyes of my friends, I was met with raised eyebrows but thankfully, no comments. I suggested we play a game of pool. As we walked to the tables, I looked around for the gorgeous woman and felt a wave of disappointment when I could not find her. Eager to get her out of my mind, I focused on our game for the next hour.
After our third game, I needed to find the ladies room. As I was washing my hands and looking in the mirror, I saw her come out of a stall behind me. She chose the sink next to mine and my heart jumped into my throat. I managed to croak out a "hello". She returned my hello and complimented me on my low cut blue shirt that brought out the color of my eyes. I couldn't help but noticed how her gaze lingered at my cleavage. She blushed when she realized she had been caught staring and quickly looked away. We started talking about the singing and how often we came here. It was her first time and she was by herself. I told her I had been here once before and I was with a few friends. It was obvious that we had a connection but I was too nervous to ask for her number. After a few moments, we left the ladies room and went different directions in the bar.