1. French Kiss


    Date: 3/14/2017, Categories: Anal, Author: Saucymh, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    mine. “Are you okay?” “Yeah.” I sighed. “It’s over with Matt. For real this time.” “I’m sorry to hear that. Anything I can do?” “No. I just need to get my head straight and work out what to do next.” “Well, the first you should do is have a beer,” he instructed. “Beer?” I replied, my head still dazed. “Yes, you know, one of these?” He poured me a large glass of beer and pushed it towards me. “Drink this, calm down and see if things look different. It’s on me,” he added when I reached into my pocket for money. “Thanks,” I smiled. “I knew you’d cheer me up. Can I get a chaser with it?” Jacques grinned. “Planning to get drunk are you?” I nodded. “Look Lisa, I’m off shift at ten. We can talk if you like?” I shook my head. “I’m not good company tonight.” “You’re always good company,” he smiled. “If it’s any consolation, he’s wasn’t right for you.” “Oh? What makes you say that?” I asked stiffly. Jacques eyes twinkled. “The fights, the tears, the arguments…” “Yeah, yeah okay,” I grinned. “No, seriously. Five years together and you’re not married, not even engaged? One of you doesn’t want to commit.” “Both of us I think,” I sighed. “He’s a nice bloke really.” “Nice? Ugh! I wouldn’t want to be described as nice !” I laughed. “Don’t worry, you’re not nice , you’re gorgeous .” “Am I?” “Shit! I said that out loud didn’t I?” I stammered, slapping my hand over my mouth. “What I meant to say was you’re gorgeous to most women…” “Uh-uh, don’t you dare; no taking it back,” Jacques teased. ...
    “You told me I was gorgeous!” I blushed, my face turning a deep tomato red. “Anyway, I am gorgeous,” he boasted, “and so are you, especially your ass. God-damn I love your beautiful round ass cheeks. And may I say that skirt looks stunning on you?” “What is it with you and my ass?” I demanded, giggling. “Oh, your ass is peachy, I could just eat it!” I shifted uncomfortably on my bar stool. “Sorry,” he smiled, noting my uneasiness. “What can I say? I’m turned on by a nice round ass, and yours is exactly right. Just enough flesh to grab whilst I stick my…” I coughed, my eyes wide. “Oops, sorry, I talk too much.” “Talk all you like, I liked being complemented. I don’t hear it often.” “Ow, poor Lisa,” Jacques grinned. “I have to get back to work but if you find a table I’ll join soon, ok?” I nodded and retreated to a table by the window conscious that Jacques eyes would target my backside the second I turned around. I gave him a wiggle and waited for his reaction. “Flirt!” he called across the bar. I smiled to myself. I found a table next to the window and sipped my beer whilst watch the bustling chaos on the street outside. The resort was still heaving with pedestrians, locals shutting up their shops for the night and restaurant owners enticing late night customers inside their establishments. No-one would get any sleep with that din going on but not many would try. Everyone was a night-owl in this resort. I loved that. Jacques served his customers but his eyes kept wandering in my ...
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