"Hi, I'm Rachael."
Alex turned left and smiled when she caught a glimpse of the brunette wearing a green shirt and casual jeans. She didn't seem like the bar type. Alex put her drink down and extended her hand.
"And I'm Alex. Nice to meet you."
"The pleasure's all mine."
Alex threw a surprised look at how high her vocabulary was.
"I'll have what Alex is having there Jack."
Jack threw a wink at Rachael, as though they were hiding a secret.
"Esta's tuya, amor."
Which translated, "this one's yours love."
Jack was referring to Alex, but Alex didn't know. She didn't speak Spanish after all. Alex looked at the both of them confused.
"Um... You guys know each other?"
Rachael and Jack laughed at Alex's confusion and Rachael took a hold The Manhattan from Jack's hand.
"Yes. We're close friends. From a long time ago."
Alex nodded and started to talk to Rachael. The both seemed to get along easily.
"Wait. So how did you end up in the bar? I've never seen you around?"
Alex took a sip of her drink and swallowed hard because the question felt too hard to answer.
"A girl who broke my heart. I left. I don't wanna talk about her." Alex let out a sigh and picked up her drink.
"What about you? What brings you to the bar in a green shirt and casual jeans? You don't seem the bar type."
Alex let out a laugh as the glass cup reached her lips. Rachael's hand slipped down Alex's lap and she whispered in her ear.
"I'm not the bar type. See I'm a stripper. Bisexual. I'm dressed like this so I'm not payed to have sex, and I too also got out of an unhealthy relationship."
Rachael touched the tip of Alex's dick, but pulled her hand away. Jack cleared his throat and stuttered.
"N-Nice... Umm.. I think someone over there... Needs.. Um.. A drink.. I'll check it out... You two.. Stay here... Alone.. Talk.. Fuck.. I don't care."
And with that Jack walked away. Rachael and Alex scooted closer, an inch away. Alex kissed her, with her hands squeezing her thigh as they got closer to her pussy.
"Alex."
Rachael whispered.
"Let's go to your house."
Alex softly moaned and bit her lip as the Hispanic brunette stood up and took a hold of Alex's hands trying to guide her out the door. Alex took control of where they went and walked directly towards her car. Rachael sat in the passenger seat and they kissed for a long time. Rachael's hand slipped back down to Alex's jeans and began to unbuckle them.
"Let's drive home first baby. I don't wanna be distracted while driving."
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I Think I Love You
RomanceAlex and Emily have been friends since the 8th grade, and friends with benefits since college. But Alex starts to fall madly in love with Emily, But will Emily's past get in the way of her every loving back? ~complete part 1 out of 3~
