Jake smiled as he walked out of the conference room. His presentation had gone better than he could have imagined. Even the VP had given him positive comments, something that he had been told not to expect. He was on cloud nine, and wanted to celebrate. He wished he was back home so he could call up some of his friends to go out and party, but he was not flying back until tomorrow, so he would have to settle for a couple of drinks by himself. He deserved a bit of R&R he thought, he had worked his ass of putting the presentation together. He remembered his boss back home suggesting that at 24 he was too young to go and present to the board, but he had persevered and now, when he got back, would get the respect he felt he deserved for all his hard work.
He arrived back at his hotel room and quickly showered and changed into jeans and a denim shirt. He had seen a country bar just down the street from his hotel, just what he needed tonight, cold beer, country music and some sexy ladies in tight jeans.
It was still early, so he went to the restaurant in his hotel and ordered a steak and a carafe of red wine. As he ate, he thought about his future. Everything seemed so rosy now, making up for the last two years of hell. Work had been all consuming and Jake had put it before everything else. His workaholic lifestyle had cost him a relationship and alienated him from a couple of his old friends. It had been a steep price to pay, but now he felt that the rewards were justifying the means.
Perhaps he was kidding himself, but tonight he wasn't going to worry about that, he was just going to kick back and enjoy himself. As he ate the delicious steak, he chuckled as he remembered his friend Ed's favorite saying, "Three things you should never turn down: a good meal; a glass of fine wine; and a blow job!" Well, so far he had taken care of the first two, and what the hell, the night was still young. You never know!
It was 8:45 when he entered the bar. The place was perhaps two thirds full and a band was just setting up. Jake sat at the end of the bar and ordered a beer. He looked around the room and noticed that the crowd was a bit older than he expected, but that there were some very fine ladies in attendance and perhaps things might just work out.
As his green eyes scanned the room, he was drawn to three ladies seated at a table in the corner. They all seemed to be in their early to mid thirties and they seemed a bit out of place by the way they were dressed. While jeans and western shirts seemed to be the order of the day for most, these ladies obviously had come here straight from work, as they wore business attire.
He was especially drawn to one of them. She was probably 33 or 34, shoulder length wavy brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. She had a dazzling smile that she flashed in his direction the moment they made eye contact. She had a full figure and a tremendous set of breasts that seemed to strain under the confines of her white blouse. He seemed mesmerized by her and let his eyes linger on her. She returned his gaze with a look that almost melted him in his seat.
The spell was broken suddenly as the band began playing and others rose to move to the dance floor. He turned to sip his beer and was again lost in his thoughts when he felt a tap on his shoulder. As he turned, he felt a rush of excitement as he realized it was the sexy lady that had caught his gaze earlier.
"Do you dance, or just ogle?" she asked playfully, holding out her hand and gesturing to the dance floor.
"It's been awhile since I've danced," he replied honestly, "but I can't refuse such a beautiful lady."
He took her hand and they moved to the dance floor. He felt awkward at first, not having danced in probably 3 years, but her smile and happy demeanor put him at ease and they fell into an easy rhythm to the swing music. They danced to several up-tempo tunes and he couldn't help but be aroused by the sensual way she moved her body to the music.
A slow song began and this goddess seemed to melt into his arms as they swayed to the strains of the country version of 'I'll Always Love You'. They seemed to move as one, her full breasts pressing against his chest, her head resting lightly on his shoulder and the subtle scent of her perfume filling his nostrils. As they swayed, his leg moved between hers and he felt her sensuously roll her hips as her crotch pressed against his thigh. His one hand slid down her back to lightly caress her bottom. It was as if only the two of them were together on the crowded dance floor, as he was oblivious to all the others.
The music stopped, and they continued to sway together neither seeming to want to let go. Finally he heard her whisper, "Come join us at our table."
They walked hand and hand and joined her two friends. Introductions were made and Jake ordered a round of drinks for everyone. As they talked, he was surprised to learn that all three worked at the head office of his company, in the I.T. department. When he told them that he worked in the regional office out West, all three made comments that they were going to ask for transfers if all the guys out there were as cute. Jake blushed at the compliment, and was at a loss for words.
He learned that his dance partner was Kathleen and that she was divorced and lived across the river in New Jersey. She and her friends had stopped in after dinner to celebrate one of the other's promotion.
