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Bar man and the Chef
Date: 8/15/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: Slipknot21, Rating: 86.1, Source: sexstories.com
would own the dance floor before the night was done. The staff party came, and as usual Becky was late to meet us, so we said we would meet her at the club. I had just finished my first drink and got to the bar when someone covered my eyes from behind, i knew it was Becky straight away, she always over powers herself with the same perfume, i turn to hug her, i see her friends, James, an over weight lad, Tyson, the lad she had been seeing, he was okay, but i could tell he hated me hugging Becky. But then, i saw Sarah. Sarah is Becky's female best friend, i had never met her until now, and what a sight she was, 5 ft 4, wearing a white button up shirt that could barely contain her breasts, a black skirt that stopped above her knees, a round plump bottom, deep blue eyes, gorgeous face, and deep red hair, she shot me a smile, that launched my erection, this woman was hot, and she knew it. SARAH: "Hi i'm Sarah, you must be Steve, she has told me so much about you" she winks, Oh my god the smile was gorgeous. ME: "Hey" i smile "Its great to meet you hun" bar man speak, its hard to get out of your system. The party is a blast, as i thought, me and Becky owned the dance floor, until Tyson got jealous and pretended he needed a word. I was about to go sit down when a voice shouted over the music. SARAH: "OI!! FANCY A DANCE!?" My mouth drys, but i cant say no. ME: "Yeah, come on, show me what you got" We dance stupid, but we think its great, i can see Becky laughing as me and Sarah ...