1. Happy New Year, 1976


    Date: 5/4/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: billybroadband, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    twinkled at me. “We’ll see…” As one might expect on New Year’s Eve, we were busy as hell. The snowstorm raged outside and the customers came in covered with it, most of them laughing at the weather outside. I had the front bar and Jill was working the back bar where the bands played. The band that night was the Screaming Gypsy Bandits and they always drew the stoners and the drinkers alike. As soon as the band started, the distinctive scent of strong marijuana wafted up from the back room and I was pouring an inordinate amount of tequila. The bouncers were busy that night. We were packed and Jill surprised me when she made her way behind my bar just as the clock turned midnight. She motioned for me to come over to her and she planted one on me that had the patrons cheering. I poured us a couple shots of Jose Cuervo and we clinked glasses and I gave her a wink as we drained our shots. Then she was gone back into the crowd. Three o’clock finally came and it took a bit longer than usual to clear the bar. My tip jar was pretty full and I noticed a few fives and tens jammed in there alongside the usual ones. I had been too busy to start on my own buzz but I had my eye on Jill’s thermos. Another bartender and I had been playing around with creating drinks, and we had recently hit on a pretty good combination that we called a “chocolate cowboy”. I half-filled Jill’s thermos with ice and then added four healthy shots of Wild Turkey, four more of kahlua, two shots of grenadine, and ...
    topped it off with Coca-Cola. I gave it a sip. It tasted like a chocolate coke with a hint of cherry and it probably would have qualified as a date rape drug. Jill came up front just as I screwing the top back on. “So what did you make me?” she asked, with a giggle in her voice. Her eyes were pretty bloodshot. She had a fondness for weed and she had that mischievous smile that I had grown to love. “Something we’ve been working on… I think you’ll like it. You’ve got a sweet tooth, right?” I said. We hung around for a while and had a couple beers with the waitresses and staff and then she tugged at my sleeve in the booth we were in. “Come on… I don’t want to get too wasted.” She gave me that look, and I agreed. We held hands as we said our goodbyes and New Year’s wishes to our friends who were in the process of getting shit-faced now that the bar was emptied of customers. My Studebaker pick-up was buried under at least a foot of snow in the parking lot a block away from the bar. She laughed as I dug around in the truck bed for my broom while using her mitten to clear off the windows on the passenger side. I finally got the truck cleared of snow and we got in and I fired up the engine and turned the defroster all the way on. She grabbed my face and started making out with me and I was amazed again at the sweetness of her mouth and tongue. That girl had kissing me down to an art and I was happy she was mine. Shortly after we had started seeing each other she had revealed a little ...
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