Midnight Social Club  

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6/19/2005 12:51 pm

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Midnight Social Club


Working the afternoon shift gets hard on a social life, most people work a normal 9 to 5, and think in those terms.
I found myself in need of a bit of quiet time mid week, the hour closing on midnite, I thought perhaps a beer or two the late news and perhaps a bit of small talk with the bartender.
Quiet as expected, a lone pool player, a couple of cleaning service guys from out of town, myself and the bartender.
The bartender efficent, brunett, dark broun eyes and a low cut pullover top, cut deep enough to see most of the lace of her black pushup. A nice distraction but more interested in the text messaging on her phone.
I was well into my second beer, the poolballs had stopped clacking, I figured the door chimes were the pool player leaving, so I didn't look up to see if anyone new arrived.
She was pure sex, when she slid into the chair next to mine it surprized me, there were a dozen empty stools. She climbed into the chair from my side making me shift for room, I realized later it was for effect. She wore a black blouse that seemed to be made of smoke, not transparent but neer enough as tto give a rise to more than a glance. She wore it well, large firm breasts filled it and every breath dared the fabric to cover them.

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