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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Over the Christmas I met up with a few friends for some drinks at a local bar.
Michelle is 25, single, blonde and gorgeous. She never has a problem scoring when we go out in town. She makes no secret that she loves the attention of men.
Jenny, also beautiful, 23 years old, long brown hair, curvy, big tits is going out with James. She's always been a bit more quiet than the rest of us. She and Michelle have been friends since school.
James is 34 so a bit older than us. He always gets attention off the women (and men). He's just under 6 feet tall, covered in tattooes, is rough around the edges and before he started going out with Jenny shagged around and had gained himself a bit of a reputation as a bit of a player. James is a good mate of mine and has always laughed at the fact that I also have a bit of a thing for him. He likes the attention wherever he gets it.
I got to the bar first, ordered a vodka and Coke and sat in a booth in the corner after looking round and not seeing my friends. We agreed to meet at 7. It was now quarter past and I had no missed calls on my phone, so I scanned the busy room, partly annoyed I was being made to look like a loner. I finished my first drink pretty quickly and as I sat down for my second, the drink already making me feel hot when Michelle walked in, glammed up and wearing a black dress so short that when she sat down I could see her red knickers.
'The other two are at the bar. Jenny's in a huff.' She said. When I asked why she said she wasn't sure but that she had been short-tempered with her when they picked her up in the taxi.
Jenny walked in, said a quick hello and sat down. She had on a tight blue dress which made her big tits stand out even more than usual, her hard nipples were almost visible through the fabric.
James came over with drinks for everyone, his muscles bulging through a white top. He winked at me as if I was in on a joke and said hello and then sat down.
'Everything ok?' I asked.
'Aye everything's sound he said. Jenny didn't say anything and just stirred her vodka with her straw. He nudged her to try and get her to smile and she shrugged him away. 'I'm going to the toilet,' she said and got up and left. Michelle got up and followed her.
'Why's she going on like that?' I asked him.
'I told her I could practically see Michelle's gash sticking out of the bottom of her dress and she thinks I was perving on her,' he said laughing. Then he whispered in my ear, the smell of alcohol on his breath, 'but she does look fucking gorgeous tonight. Don't huff her by saying anything though.' What he said made my cock harden a bit in my trousers...
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