Random Encounters

Random Encounters
by: S. M. Jester (jesteranime)

The bar was dark and lonely on this Wednesday night, few people with sultry low jazz music playing in the background. Just the way I wanted, a drink alone after a stressful day at work. The barkeep walked by, refilling my Black and Coke and smiling sadly at me before helping the two drunk and obnoxious customers by the pool table. Work had become such a chore. Sure, it wasn’t difficult working in an office and filling papers and entering data in a computer, but it was boring. And when I come home to my empty apartment with nothing to do but watch TV and sleep that was even more boring. As I sipped on my scotch and soda, my mind drifted to what it would be like having kids… I didn’t expect to be almost thirty and not have any at this point. It didn’t help that I hadn’t had sex in almost three years, since my last boyfriend dumped me for some skinny tramp with humongous tits. Mine aren’t big, at least not like that tramp. I’d like to think mine were on the small side of average for a girl my size… who’s chubby but not overly fat. Sure, I have a bit of a gut but it could be worse, I could be 400 pounds! Anyway, as my mind wandered, my drink getting lower and lower as I idly sip it dry, suddenly a rather handsome man, and boy was he a man, sat next to me and whispered into my ear, “Is this seat taken?”

That sent chills down my spine, really good chills. It took me a moment before I smiled back at him and chuckled, “It is now.” I turned to look at him more closely and I was almost blown away. Dark tanned skin, chiseled jaw, toned muscles, tall… everything about him from his posture to his smile to the obvious half-bulge in his pants just screamed male confidence. I felt myself melting to his gaze, his eyes staring directly into mine with that seductive look that promised me the world.

He ordered a Black on the rocks, making me smile at his choice in liquor and he ordered a refill for me. Turning back to me he said very seductively, “So what’s a pretty girl like you sitting all by your lonesome in a place like this?”

I couldn’t hold in my blush before saying, “Just looking to relax after work,” I sighed, leaning against the bar, my tits straining to stay in my low cut top, “long day and an even lonelier apartment.”

“Aww… no one at home to help relieve the stress?” he said leaning a little closer with a goofy smile.

I giggled and shook my head “Not for a while, just haven’t found the time.”

“Sometimes we need to make the time, in order to take care of ourselves,” he whispered in sweet, soft tones, his hand resting on my thigh running up to the hem of my shorts.