And of course like every other bar in town it was mobbed with people filling up with drink to celebrate St Patrick's Day. I saw her standing at the ba... waiting on a drink. She was wearing a short plaid skirt and a tight white shirt that showed a green lace bra underneath. She was leaning over the bar just enough that the I could see the bottom of her shapely ass and the beginnings of what appeared to be a green thong underneath although I couldn't tell. She swung her head around and beckoned me. .I'm gonna..." was all I got out before she quickly brought her mouth to mine and gave me the most passionate, wet, tonguey kiss in my life. Her thighs clamped around mine as she started to grunt."Mmmph...MMMPH!" Our muffled groans merged together, both from pleasure and my sudden panic. Her hips were moving even faster, though the up-and-down motion was shallow...she was into the short strokes!Her pussy went nuts around my cock, milking it, demanding my liquid sacrifice. She was cumming,. .. this is my girlfriend... this is Jerome." You reluctantly introduced them, as you tried to seem polite."Yo girl... I just have to say, you're by far the finest looking girl in here." Jerome told your girlfriend right there in front of you."Thank you." Your girlfriend said being polite.Then you excused the two of you, wanting to get your girlfriend away from him.A bit later as you were talking to a couple of co-workers, you looked over and you were surprised to see Jerome talking to your. “May I sit here?” she thought she heard right. Sleepily she opened one eye to see an older woman, about thirty-five standing there. She appeared to be a business woman: jacket, white blouse, blue skirt to the knees, proper business heels. Pretty, with red hair, and a smile that made Raquel feel like this was someone she could get to know. But some other time, she was tired. "I’d rather sit alone,” she said. The woman seemed not to hear her, as she moved her knapsack to the seat across the.