Phone Mail
Copyright© 2018 by Clowns
Chapter 2
Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Unintentionally tracking a mother's night out
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Drunk/Drugged Rape Cheating Slut Wife Mother Son MaleDom Humiliation Rough Big Breasts
The bar was filling up quickly, but Lisa found them a place near the entrance. There was a guy sitting there, but he was more than happy to let them join his table. Neither Peg nor Cindy would have been so bold, but Lisa never gave it a second thought. She was used to guys giving her what she wanted.
He looked like a nice enough guy. He was decent looking, fit, fuckable. Not that she was into one-night stands ... anymore. Besides, this could this be Peg or Cindy’s next soulmate. You never know.
Before sitting down, Lisa introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Lisa” and then, turning to her friends, “and these are my friends, Peg and Cindy. Thanks for letting us sit here, and I promise not to bite, but I can’t speak for these two.”
Peg and Cindy’s faces both turned red. For a second, Lisa thought they were about to walk away.
But the man laughed, as he stood and helped the three women with their chairs. Peg and Cindy looked briefly at each other. Lisa had gotten further with a guy in two minutes than they could in an hour.
“Well, my name is Bill, and I’m the luckiest guy in the bar tonight because I am now sitting with the three most beautiful women in the place.”
She liked the fact that he referenced all three women, but his eyes never left her. Looking around, Lisa had to agree. She was almost 40, but she still had it. Lisa found herself wishing she was wearing that low-cut blouse. Bill was obviously a boob guy.
With her jacket open, Bill could make out her white bra under her translucent blouse. ‘God, this woman has some jugs.’ He was finding it hard not to stare.
“Ahem.” It was Lisa. Bill assumed he was busted as he looked up at her and smirked, but then he noticed Lisa was looking at her friends out of the corner of her eye.
Peg and Cindy both had their pocket books open. “Oh! Please! Let me buy you ladies a drink.”
Peg and Cindy looked to Lisa for guidance. Lisa put her hand on Bill’s, “That would be so nice of you.”
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