Saturday Evenings

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Saturday evenings are bar evenings. Whiskey and beers, poles and dancers, having fun with peers. I came earlier with my friends and my girl would follow after her overtime at work. I couldn't focus on the fun we're having because my girl is taking too long in the office. It's been an hour since her last text. I told our friends I should get her, but when I was about to go to the exit, a lady in red came in.

The red dress that stopped mid-thigh, fiery lips, wearing high heels, holding beers on both hands coming at me. I froze where I stood. I just saw an angel wearing only red. She came to me smirking, said hi to our friends, puts down the beers, came to me and whispered, "I can see you're already excited down there, babe. It's still early."

She sat down bringing me back to reality. I need to fuck her right then and there, but I control myself. I sat down beside her. Even our friends had been starstruck by her. We enjoyed each other's company but, every now and then looking out for some guys I wanted to punch so hard for looking at her. She's too damn hot not to be noticed. She also noticed about it and reassured me by putting her hand on my knee.

After a while, music came on that made her hype, she stood up, grabs me going to the dance floor. She knew I didn't know how to dance, still teases me about it. What I did was just looking and holding her hips while she does her thing. Lap dancing me, feeling the music entered her, enjoying every moment she had. She keeps on teasing me until I couldn't hold on any longer. I pulled her somewhere private, pinned her on the wall, got off her panties, grabbed her butt to carry her and fucked her.

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