Sarah had no idea where she was. She has given Jeff a blow job on the way to the bar that evening, and now that it really mattered, she had absolutely no idea where she was. She took one last, long look around and then walked back in the bar.
Taking a seat at the bar she began to consider the events of the last hour. What had started out as a great third date had disintegrated into be stranded at a bar on the other side of town. She resolved to have a couple of drinks, call a cab and cut her losses. Fuck him, she mulled.
After ordering another gin and tonic, she began to take stock of the bar for the first time. There were a couple of pools tables with a few guys playing, some general bar flies hanging and four guys that looked like locals discussing the merits of the designated hitter rule. All things considered it was a slow night for a Saturday. It was, also, not where she had expected to end up at 12:30 on a Saturday night.
It didn't take long before one of the local boys noticed her sitting alone nursing a drink and decided to make her acquaintance. He waited until her drink was low and had the bartender replace it with one he had bought. Then he went over and introduced himself.
"Hi, they call me Joe," he said and extended his hand. She glanced over at him and, after a brief pause, shook his hand, thanked him the drink and told him her name was Sarah. She thought he wasn't the most handsome of the bunch but obviously he had the most gumption. She had been right in thinking he was a local and was able to find out exactly where she was and quite a bit about the history of this watering hole. Apparently, it was quite famous. It even had a bullet hole in the wall where a gangster had been shot. Several rounds of drinks later, the other three guys wandered over and joined the conversation.
Introductions were made. Steve was the tall one wearing a Yankees jersey, Todd was short and stocky and balding and Bill was the best looking with longish, sun bleached, brownish blond hair. Tequila shots appeared on the bar and the guys all exchanged high fives when she downed her shot in one swig. Another round came up and she repeated her performance. She was enjoying the attention and was surprised that the evening was not going to be a total loss.
She had planned on taking her date home and screwing his brains out and had dressed with that in mind. Wearing a slinky lime green dress cut to mid thigh teamed with stocking, garters and six inch fuck me pumps, she was a pictured to behold and she knew it. Now she had the full attention of four guys and was drinking for free. It was a good night. The fact that she had no car, no ride home and really didn't know exactly where she was really didn't bother her. Hey, this is New York, she thought. Cabs run 24 and 7 here.
Between the gin and the tequila, she was beginning to feel a bit tipsy and excused herself to go the the restroom. When she stood up she faltered and put her hand on Steve's chest to steady herself. Steve took her arm and made sure she was able to stand before letting go. It took a few steps before she was totally steady on her heels but after that she headed off to the restroom.
Joe was at the jukebox when she came around the corner of the bar. She winked at him and smiled before ducking into the lady's room. Joe thought about it for few minutes, then he followed her in. She was just coming out of the stall when Joe came through the door. At first, she was shocked, but the tequila had taken hold and soon she had her arms around his neck and was kissing him with long, deep, passionate kisses. Her tongue explored his mouth as he groped her ass and pulled her dress up over her hips. Sarah dropped down to her knees and pulled his dick out of his pants, marveling at how huge it was. She kissed it's head, licked the shaft and then took it in her mouth while swirling her tongue around the underside of the shaft.
She felt it getting harder and bigger in her mouth so she stood up and turned around, leaning over the counter with her legs spread. Joe kneeled down behind her and pulled her panties to her knees. He took a few moments to admire her beautiful round ass before licking greedily at her sopping wet pussy and puckered little asshole. Soon he stood up and wet his dick by rubbing it between her wet slit. Then he guided his rock hard dick into Sarah's soaked pussy and began to slide it in and out. Each time he felt the back of her pussy and he began to pick up the pace until he was pounding Sarah hard. Sarah was biting her finger to keep from making any sound but it was next to impossible to due as she was having orgasm after orgasm. When he came, it was like fireworks inside Sarah's head and her pussy. She had never in her life felt anything like that. Joe stood up and pulled up his pants as Sarah disappeared into the stall. When she exited the stall, he was gone. She took a few minutes to calm herself, washed her hands and left the bathroom.
When she came out, she found that the party had been relocated to the pool tables and new drinks had been ordered. She didn't feel like playing pool so she found a near by bar stool and took a seat. Joe and Bill were playing so Steve took the opportunity to come over and lean against the bar next to Sarah. She hooked her heel on the chair ring and crossed her long legs, letting her shoe dangle of the raised foot. Steve noticed that, as well as the fact that her dress had raised just enough to expose her stocking tops. Steve leaned closed and draped his arm along the bar behind her. He was close enough to smell her expensive perfume and just a hint of coconut in her hair.
All three of the other guys had notice the stocking tops as well and Bill was hardly able to pay attention to the game anymore. Todd ordered another round of shots as Joe, watching that one foot with the shoe dangling off it, completely missed the cue ball. They all gathered around Sarah to do the next shot of tequila. Since Todd had ordered them, he felt it was his duty to propose a toast. Putting his hand on Sarah knee, he made the corniest toast ever and everybody slammed back the shot.
As the other guys continued to play, Steve put his arm around Sarah shoulders and pulled her against his chest. Sarah was a little drunk at this time and not really aware that she was leaning against him. Todd had left his hand on her knee following the shot and was now in the throughs of telling a dirty joke. As he was telling it he moved his hand slowly up her thigh until he reached the stocking top. Sarah felt his hand moving and calmly put her hand on his to stop it from going any higher. Steve began to move his hand from the shoulder, under her long blond hair, to the nape of her neck and slowly massage her. Meanwhile, her hand on Todd's had stopped it's forward progress but not his softly rubbing the top of her stocking. Steve slowly grasped the back for her head and tilted her face up before softly kissing her. At first, Sarah kept her mouth closed when he kissed her. But soon she was kissing him back and letting his tongue slowly explore her mouth. Steve softly put his hand in Sarah's cheek. As she was kissing Steve, her hand moved from Todd's hand and up his forearm, slowly and ever so slightly parting her legs and turning onto her hip in an effort to move closed to Steve. Her dress raised even further up her thigh and over her hip as she did this and the lacy edge of her garter was exposed. Todd continue to rub his hand over her milky thigh and over the now more exposed hip.
