Hi all thanks for taking a moment to read my work...all feedback is welcome this is the second story I wrote several years ago....as always be blessed much love Drakelynn Silver-Dragon
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She only knew him as "Cowboy". He was about 6'3", solid muscle, and dark brown hair and eyes. He had a square jaw. A little crooked grin that let his dimples show. She first saw him at the stop-n-rob across the street from the bar she worked at. They would often see each other there after her shift. It was lust at first sight, but she shrugged it off for weeks. Fallon noticed him the moment she pulled up. Tonight he was dressed to kill, and really filled out his jeans. His felt Stetson was pulled low on his brow. He was shooting the breeze with John the stores night clerk. John was always great to talk to. It had become a ritual for Fallon to stop in for her smokes and sodas and conversation 5 or 6 nights a week. She was in her usual "bar uniform", black pants, white tux shirt tied open to reveal some type of sexy lingerie, and spiked high heels. She and Cowboy made eye contact when she entered the store. Cowboy never took his eyes off her while she made her purchase, and swapped "strangest customer of the night" stories with John. The way Cowboy was looking at her made Fallon tingle. She decided to lean forward to give both men a better view of her creamy cleavage.
John took the opportunity to toss a piece of ice down her shirt and asked, "Fallon, are you sending an invitation?"
Staring right at Cowboy, she licked her lips. She fished the melting ice cube out of her top, dragging it across her chest before tossing it back at John. "Maybe I am just setting the bait," she said.
Cowboy flashed that crooked grin at her. She was glad that she was leaning on the counter. The look in Cowboy's eyes made her go weak in the knees. "Damn fellas, it has been fun but I have got to run" She said after regaining her composure.
John asked, "Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"Well, love, I promised a hot little dancer that I would pick her up from work, and take her...um...home." Fallon told John with an evil grin. "And just what did you promise her?"
"Well I told her I would do wicked things to her body, and that I wouldn't stop until she screamed my name. She actually bet me that I couldn't make that happen. I told her name the time and place. Well, I will let you know who wins the bet."
"Hey this wouldn't happen to be the same dancer with the violet eyes, you have been chasing?"
"The very one and the same"
"You vixen temptress! Have fun!"
"Thanks John, Cowboy it was truly a pleasure. Catch yall later."
Cowboy licked his kissable lips and said, "I hope so."
With that she was out the door. She was off to get her date. Fallon got to the club just as Marilynn was coming out. The night would definitely be a blast. Marilynn was everything Fallon had imagined and so much more. Fallon told Marilynn about her obsession with this cowboy. She just could not stop thinking about him. Marilynn told her that she always wants what she can't have. Fallon held her tongue.
She would wait for the perfect moment to tell Marilynn that she always gets what she wants. In fact Marilynn was the perfect example of that.
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Fallon was in rare form at work that night. She loved a rowdy crowd and liked making money hand over fist. The clean up after closing took longer than usual. It was "new drink night" Once a month the bartenders would make up new drinks and all the employees had to sample them, name them, and vote on the best one. The best one would be the drink special for the next month. This often made for a very drunk staff. When she finally got to the stop and rob John was in the middle of mopping.
