Bartender friend, now more than that..

This began two weekends ago. I stopped into my usual bar for pizza and college football, chatting with the usual people. My friend "Laura" (name change) came on shift, and started talking to me. First thing the tanned-skinned, blonde-haired hottie with the sexy, "hard" good looks said to me, matter of factly, was "So I finally had sex", then went into a thing about how her man doesn't satisfy her, his problems in bed..Basically, giving up all sorts of information I never asked for. Conversation got very detailed.

I answered a few of her questions, mostly about a guy's confidence and timing, and she made a comment about "You must be good in bed..You know what a woman wants". I think nothing of it and continue my day. Next time in, I notice Laura is spending more time with and around me, and not only doing her bar rounds. More touchy-feely with me, too. She has soft skin, and, her long nails do feed my fetish, so, her attention to me is welcome.

Last Saturday, I stopped in again. This time, she was cut early, and had a drink with me. Which became two, and her left hand going up my leg, poking my crotch. Laura smiled, shot those beautiful blue eyes at me, and said "Want to try me? Show me what you got?". I couldn't say yes fast enough. We left, I took her to my house, and, we fucked like animals. She's active, wild, and does drive a guy crazy. Is also so steamy-sexy, like a boiling pot of sex. Heavy breathing, very hips-moving, uses her strong legs.. A real wild ride with her.

I took her back for her car a few hours later, and apparently, the secret was no more. When I went in for a quick draft, the on-shift bartender jokingly asked "So, did you, uh, take care of Laura?". Now they all know.

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