The bartender was about five feet seven inches tall with dark brown hair that probably came down to just past her shoulders but now was up in ponytail... While he was impressed by how her bottom looked, he had to admit that her ample breasts were also an eye-catcher. A few freckles on a pretty face gave her an All-American girl look. She was actually quite attractive. He though it was somewhat odd that she was working as a bartender but who was he to say anything about her job.Thoughts of what he. One of them was a lady called Gemma who I vaguely knew from the local PTA, and other community activities. I’d always found her attractive but had never really thought about it beyond that. But seeing the way she was looking at me, it was pretty clear that she wanted to get better acquainted before the evening was out. She reminded me of a younger version of the late Ruby Wax, but prettier and more shapely. Standing around five-foot-three, her heels made her taller and her short tight ‘little. Then I sent an sms saying I know yu want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you. Nothing will happen to priya’s life. In fact I will be happier with her and you. Rest is for you to decide.Evening I hoped she will stay back and as per expectation she did not go back to Chennai. I got fresh as usual and had dinner and then we sat on the sofa together. She was tensed. Then suddenly she smiled. She said you are actually a nice guy and I like you a lot. I don’t understand how Priya can leave this. The tingling between my legs starts to stiffen things up. She smiles and teases me, “You don’t have to come help me check out the leg room in the back seat if you don’t want to.” I’ve given up any pretense of focusing on the sale at this point. Once she spread her legs she had me even without playing tricks on my subconscious. We get out of the car and get in the back seat sitting next to each other. She presses up close to me and I smell the sweet flowery scent of her hair. She stretches out.