Nights

{Lynthenia's Night}

She sat at the bar patiently waiting for her next drink. Her thick long silver whitish hair was tied up in a loose pony tail. She had come from 'work' , the place high up. Of course she would be tired.

The bartender took another person's order, smiling as he did so. She watched lazily as he walked over to wide selection of liquor shelved up on the wall and took a few choice slecetions down, beginning to mix her drink first, as she could tell from the choice of liquor he poured.

His muscles flexed as he worked that Martini, mixing it well and placing that little green lime on the side. She licked her plump pink lips then bit them slowly. She quickly snapped herself out of her daze as he walked over to her, the Martini she had ordered in one hand.

"Here you go." He smiled with those bright straight white teeth and plump lips. "One Martini, should I make another since it seems you'll be here awhile." He grinned.

Lynthenia simply shook her head and smiled. "Don't keep that girl over waiting for her drink. She looks a bit jealous." She said subtly nodding over to the now scowling brunette. Perhaps she had seen him and planned to take him as she probably called 'dibs' on him. No matter, it seemed Lynthenia had him now.

He simply smirked and leaned on the bar counter. "She can wait. Not like she owns me." He leaned closer, their faces getting a tad bit closer. Lynthenia's heart quickened. She hadn't been this close to a man before, nevertheless a sexy one. How would she react? How was she expected to react? She did the only logical thing she could think of.

She abruptly stood up, causing the stool to fall backwards and make everyone who was in the bar turn to look at her, to see if there was gonna be a show to watch.

The bartender looked at her blushing face amused. Then his eyes slowly traveled down her body, scanning over her beautiful round peaks tracing down to her hourglass figure and slightly wide hips. It was only for a brief second but she had felt a pull in her abdomen. "I-i have to use the bathroom." She blurted out as she rushed towards the ladies room.

Before she could even get the chance to go in three girls and one guy had come out, walking as slow as ever blocking her way in. All of them had messy hair and it seemed the girl had forgotten to clean herself properly, as there was still cüm in her hair.

Lynthenia shuddered in disgust and quickly rushed into the bathroom as soon as she saw an opening. She rushed over to a stall and locked herself in. Feeling secure and protected. She breathed in and out deeply. Her thighs rubbed together briefly and she let out a soft moan. What was happening to her?

She undid the two buttons on her skirt and slowly pulled it down along with her panties. She let out a gasp and felt her face heat up to extreme measures. Her panties were flooded, soaking wet. She had never had this happen to her before nor did she know what to do.

After all her parents didn't really tell her much about sex. She had gotten an idea. Perhaps if she had wiped her wetness away then she would feel better. She wouldn't be pulsing and she wouldn't feel empty.

She hurriedly took the toilet paper and rubbed it down her püšśy. How dare she be so soaking wet that not even one piece of toilet paper could finish the job. She took another peice and finished cleaning her cat. She then proceeded to take off her underwear, deciding it might be best not to wear it from how wet it was from her juices.

Oh how naive she was.

She let out a sigh, feeling midly happy with herself now, till she pulled up her skirt and her thighs rubbed together again. She couldn't help but let out another soft moan. She groaned.

Although she was no longer as wet as she was before, the emptiness and pulsing didn't go away. She stepped out the stall then washed her hands. She briefly looked in the mirror realizing how red her face was.