Kyler
Visiting OwenAh hell. What did I get myself into? After a long day of shadowing Dr. Kingston to see if I'll be up to fill his position when he moves, the last thing I want to be doing is trolling the bar for random pussy to pick up and take back to my hotel room. Unfortunately, Owen, my best friend since grade school, has other ideas. I flew in from Florida late yesterday afternoon and after I got settled into my room, I met Owen for a quick bite to eat at Geno's and came back to my room to prepare for the long day I knew was ahead of me. And a long day it was. I met the other three OB/GYN doctors I would be practicing with, including Owens dad, Cole, or Dr. Rexford as everyone else called him. I went over to the hospital with Doctor Kingston and assisted in delivering a baby and I also reviewed his caseload. Which leads me to now.
Owen stopped by my hotel room and told me we were going out. Apparently it's ladies night out at his favorite hole in the wall bar, "The Dog House". Even though I don't want to, I go, because I leave early tomorrow afternoon and won't see him again until I move here in about four months. The place is packed. Wall to wall of beautiful women, and a shit ton more dudes all trying to take them home.
"Lets head for the bar and grab a drink" Owen says as he slaps me on the back. I square my shoulders and push through the heavy crowd of people.
"Man, is it always like this?" I have to practically yell just for Owen to hear me.
"Only on ladies night" he yells back to me with a grin on his face.Three beers in and I have to pee. "I have to take a piss, I'll be right back" I yell at Owen, but he's so wrapped up in this chick he's trying to take home, he doesn't even acknowledge me. As I'm turning around to head back to where the bathrooms are, I knock into something tiny. I reach out and grab slim shoulders to attempt to stop the woman I just about knocked over, to keep her from falling on her ass. Electric. I feel like I've been shocked, so I quickly pull my hands away.
"Oh My God! I'm so sorry" I barely hear shouted over the volume of the bar. I look down and just stare. This girl is legit the sexiest woman I have ever seen. She has long dirty blonde hair, amazing deep green eyes, and angular features. She's tiny. Not the 'I don't eat anything but salad' type of small, but she's short, especially compared to my 6'3. Shes maybe 5'3, 5'4 at most. She has a nice body with amazing hips that go for days. She has perfect boobs. Nice and big on her small frame. I instantly imagine my cock sliding between her cleavage. Fuck! Bad call dumb ass, now my dick is hard in the middle of this packed bar.I come out of my daze when I realize the woman is trying to talk to me. "I'm sorry, what?" I ask her, feeling like a dick for getting caught checking out her tits.
"I was just apologizing, I was looking at my phone and ran right into you."
"It's all good, I thought I ran into you, so I guess we're both to blame." I give her my megawatt smile and make sure the dimples are out. I don't know why, but the ladies go crazy over the dimples."Hi, names Ky. what's your name" I ask her as I extend my hand. She stares at me for so long that I start to draw my hand back to my side.
"Karaline" she says as she hurriedly grabs my hand to shake.
"My name is Karaline, and I really am sorry about that. please, at least let me buy you a new beer since I spilled yours."
I hadn't even noticed that I spilled my beer, but now that shes brought it to my attention I feel the wetness seeping through the crotch of my jeans. That's when I realize not only did I get caught staring at her tits, but she now knows that I like what I saw.
"That's really not necessary babe, I was just on my way to the bathroom. I'll tell you what, how about after I get back, I buy both of us a new drink?" Smooth Ky. Real smooth.
"Ugh yeah, I think I'd like that." She says shyly. Holy shit. I really didn't think she would go for that, but hells yeah!
"Okay babe, I'll be right back, stay right here."

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Always My Forever
RomanceKaraline I thought life had already handed me everything I could handle when my sweet baby girls sperm donor told my seventeen year old self that he wanted nothing to do with us, and signed his rights away. But boy was I wrong. Here I am, 6 years l...