My favorite bartender

I met Rebecca at a corner bar I started visiting. She tended bar there. She was not someone I really found physically attractive. Overweight, bad teeth, not always freshly showered. I didn’t care. We started using each other for sex. I’d stay late and we’d chat, sometimes about nothing but sometimes about deep stuff, life stuff. We wound up in bed one night after closing. So now we don’t date each other or have a life together, just our bar and bed relationship. It is understood that it’s an open relationship but if we’re there at the bar alone at the end of the night and both want to, we fuck. Sometimes it’s sweet and gentle lovemaking if one or both need that. Other times it’s a heart-pounding, moaning sweaty fuck session if that’s our mood. Always fun, always orgasmic, and no strings. Our only rule is that we will each do for the other whatever they need to get off. It’s a very mutually beneficial relationship. At times one or the other of us have been dating someone. No worries, it didn’t change our relationship. Rebecca is my fuck buddy, and my favorite bartender.

By Anonymous

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