After Hours
Years ago I worked as a bartender in a small neighborhood bar in Chicago. A woman, quite a bit younger than I, who was a regular would usually close the bar if she didn’t pick up a guy or gal. One night she kept looking at me, and when we were alone asked if I wanted to fuck her. She said she had always wanted to be fucked on a pool table, so we did. I often went home with women I met in that bar, but never anything quite like that. It was an experience I’ll never forget, not that the sex was so great, as we were kind of drunk, but it was so out of the blue. We never fucked again, but it was always fun to see her and her knowing smile.
Every once in while I think about that night with Sandy and masturbate.
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I had seen a prompt on #FantasySmutFriday ~ Week 50 and wanted to write a story but never got around to it. So I ‘thought better late than never’. I decided I would write a true story rather than a fantasy, and readers could make their own fantasy as they picture a middle aged man fucking a maybe 21 year old girl on a pool table. It was certainly a fantasy come true for me. Here is the prompt by Carlton C. Tod (writer of erotica and smut): It’s closing time. Last-call was an hour ago, and the room is nearly empty. Who’s still around? An employee or two, maybe a patron. It’s usually at this time people make the wildest decisions with acquaintances and complete strangers alike. What crazy ideas can you come up with that will lead to some sexy, smutty times?
And, a good story for Masturbation Monday and Wicked Wednesday’s horny readers too, I think.
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I definitely enjoyed your story! I’ve never used a pool table in a bar before but my pool table in my basement saw plenty of action. 😉
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I love it!
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I like the idea of a stranger and the passion and opportunity taking over with no strings 🙂
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Your story has made me start thinking about anonymous bar hook-ups – mmmm… Thank you for sharing.
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Yes, there is a wealth of sexy possibilities there.
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Sometimes you just have to take opportunities as they arise. 🙂
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I love hookups that come completely out of the blue – just once, even if you do see that person around again. Feels like two planets passing through one another’s atmospheres.
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That is a good way to put it.
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