1. Stood Up


    Date: 11/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    Tonya checked her phone for the twentieth time in ten minutes. Nothing. She twisted the stem of her wine glass between her fingers as she sat at the end of the bar, very obviously on her own. A noisy group entered, grabbing a couple of sofas and sorting themselves out while I checked drinks requests. I separated myself from the rest of the group and stood next to her at the bar, throwing her an easy smile. I placed the order and then saw her glance at her phone. 'Someone running late?' I asked. 'Or not running at all. How late's too late?' 'How late is he?' 'Half an hour.' I winced. 'And no text?' She shook her head. 'He's a fucking jerk then.' I turn back to the bar, pushing up the sleeves of my shirt, a gesture that looked more out of habit than vanity. 'Here, let me get you a drink.' 'Oh great, the sympathy drink from the kindly stranger,' but she said it with a smile. 'I like the kindly stranger bit. What are you drinking?' 'Dry white wine, please,' She said as the barman placed the a Guinness in front of me. 'Small or large?' 'She'll have a large.' 'Oh? Trying to get me drunk, are you?' 'Merely ease the pain.' 'Of rejection? Gee thanks.' I clinked my glass with hers and we exchanged names. I've not been able to figure out her game. She's rejected every guy that's approached her. She's a business woman waiting for her date, Where the hell is she going? Looks like I'm up. Now this is the tricky part. It's all about timing. Okay, she's on. I guided her to the back of the ...
    bar my hand inching lower until it is just touching the top of her ass. Tonya is shocked by my familiarity - She should have said something but it somehow felt wrong. The space in the back corner is narrow and I seem to need to move past her frequently. At first I just brushed past her but it isn't long before she feels me place a hand on her narrow hips and gently pull her past me while also pulling her closer to me. I made it seem like it is just to help us get by each other but she knew I just wanted to get close to her. It got busier and busier as the night wore on. She feels ok sitting in the corner on a high stool, I'm getting more and more lecherous with each pass. Now I'm pulling her close into me so I can press my groin against her ass. Towards the end of the night I ask " Tonya, let's go to my place." We went to my condo, I closed the door grabbing her hips pulling her into me. This time it is more forceful. Tonya feels her hips being yanked towards me as her chest fell towards the back of the sofa. She landed heavily with her elbows on the sofa top. I held her like this for a few seconds, her bent over the sofa while my hands clasped her hips pulling them hard back into my groin. She is so embarrassed to be in this humiliating position, she feels her face flush red. I released her and she went to the bathroom. Slowly the reality of the situation intruded and she feels exhausted and sickened with herself. She stood up quickly, pulled up her panties and pulled her ...
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