1. Rebound


    Date: 5/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    you’re twenty-three. Sid was half bald. How old was he? Fifty?” “You know damn well he was thirty-one.” “He looked like an old lecher, and he was boring. Finish your drink.” “Why are we in a hurry?” Shelly raised her hand. When the bartender nodded to her while serving another customer, she said, “We’re not in a hurry. I just wanted to get him over here again. Look at that ass.” “You’re incorrigible.” The bartender grinned his way over to them. “Ladies?” “What do you want this time, Kay?” Shelly asked. “Excuse me, girls,” he interrupted, “but who’s driving?” “I am,” Shelly said. “Do you have Diet Coke?” “Of course. You?” He turned to Kay. “No, thank you.” “She wants another Black Russian,” Shelly said. “She’s celebrating her freedom.” “Oh?” He raised an eyebrow. “Fine. I’ll have another. She’s paying.” He smiled and turned away. “You little bitch,” Kay complained. “Moi?” “What do you think you’re doing?” Shelly sighed. “You sit at home all the time now. I was cool with not hanging out every day when you were with Sid. He was your guy. You were getting married, looking at condos, and all that. You were like a kid waiting for Christmas, so I was happy for you, but I like being single.” “Your point?” “My point is you don’t enjoy being alone. You like having a man in your life.” “Oh, suddenly you don’t like men?” Shelly giggled. “I like having a man in my bed but I’m okay if he’s gone when I wake up. You’re different. You were never tempted by the fuck buddy thing, were you?” ...
    “No!” “Kay, honey. Come on. This isn’t the Victorian era. You’ve been with what? Three guys? Two in college and Sidney, right? “Yes. So?” “So, a loser frat boy who dumped you for a girl with fake boobs, a clingy gamer geek who missed his Mommy, and an aging cheater.” “Dammit, Shelly! How many times are you going to recite my list?” “Until it gets longer. You need to live. You’re young and sexy. You should be having fun, not sitting home watching ‘Friends’ re-runs.” “Sex has to mean something to me.” “Me too,” Shelly said. “Really? I don’t fuck on the first date like you. I’m not a slut.” As soon as Kay said it, she knew the bartender heard. He wore a completely neutral face as he served them. “That’s good,” he muttered to Kay. When he was gone, Kay hissed, “Who do you want to give the eulogy at your funeral?” Shelly couldn’t help laughing. “He said it was good. Personally, I have fun sometimes acting like a guy, which means going out and picking up someone to sleep with. You should try it.” Kay shook her head. No point in trying to stop her friend when she was on a roll. Before they finished their drinks, Shelly’s phone rang. She listened for a moment and said, “Wait. The music’s too loud. I’m gonna move.” When Kay was alone, the bartender came over to clear their empty glasses from the first round. “Your friend is a piece of work.” “You could say that.” “A lady like you can relax in this bar. Lots of couples, young office crowd. I don’t let guys hit on girls too hard unless the ...
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