I had come to the pub after work one day just to unwind and decompress after a tough day. My boss was riding me about getting a project in on time, and my co-workers were not being much help. I was sitting at the bar nursing a Jack and Coke when she came in.

She was a beautiful, leggy brunette creature with hazel eyes, a smile so soft and warm it would melt your heart, and a tight little 34DD-23-34 body that was made for fun! At 5’5”, her 6” stiletto “fuck me” shoes put her just under my own 6’2” height which I liked as well.

She walked into the pub and had no more found a table than she began garnering the attention of some of the other male patrons of the establishment, all of which were in various stages of inebriation!

One guy sauntered up to her and acted all friendly, and asked if she wanted some company. She politely said no and he returned to his seat. The next gentleman bought her a drink (she was drinking a margarita at the time) and had the bartender take it over to her, thinking that would get him in good with the lady.

She accepted the drink, but not the gentleman. Still another man hit on her and he, too, went down in flames. It was actually quite comical to watch these men try their best to win this woman’s attention, only to be sent away licking their wounds and muttering to themselves.

I sat there amused at the scene for a while until another one of the bars Romeo’s was harassing her and I saw that she was just about to leave. That’s when I decided to act.

Getting up from the bar, I went into the bathroom for a moment then came out and went to her table. The man was still hitting on her and she was getting quite annoyed. I overheard her as I approached.

“Listen, Sir, I have told you that I am not interested,” she said politely, but firmly, “now please leave me alone!”

I walked up to her and took her in my arms. “There you are! I thought you said you were coming home honey!” I said, and kissed her. She at first thought I was crazy I’m sure, but then she realized what I was up to and she kissed me back, playing along.

The guy she was trying to get rid of saw us and returned to his seat, thinking that I was her husband or something. Once he left, we broke our kiss, although I continued to hold her in my arms.

“Thank you for rescuing me,” she said.

“You are quite welcome. Thank you for the kiss,” I said.

She smiled. “You’re not a bad kisser, either.”

I glanced at the clock on the wall over the door. It read 6:45. “I was about to go get something to eat. Have you had dinner yet?” I asked.

“No, I haven’t even thought about dinner,” she said.

“Would you like to get out of here and get a bite to eat?”

“Sure, I guess so. I mean how can I refuse the man who rescued me from this?” she said, with a smile. So I paid for the drinks and offered her my arm and we went out to our cars.

She locked her car up and then got into mine, appreciating the fact that I held the door for her and seated her before getting into the driver’s seat myself.

“Such a gentleman!” she said before I shut her door.

“Always,” I replied, which got me another warm smile.

We went to a local eatery, nothing fancy but the food was good, and we sat and talked a bit waiting for our dinner. I had learned in the drive over that her name was Allison and that she worked as a bank teller for one of the banks in town. It wasn’t the one I used at the time. “Looks like I will have to move my account then! Besides my teller isn’t nearly as pretty as you!” I said.

“Well, we would like to have your business.” she said, and then added “I’d like to have your business.”

Encouraged by her reply and the way our conversation was going along, I asked her. “So what brought you to that bar tonight?” She thought for a moment and then answered.

“My husband and I had a big fight tonight. I needed to get away. I went to the bar to try to sort things out in my mind, but that didn’t work. I don’t know what to do. I’m so confused and hurt,” she said.

I put my hand on top of hers. “Well for now, let’s just eat a nice dinner and forget about that for a while shall we?” I said.

“I would like that,” she replied. I changed the subject and began talking about myself for a bit.

“Well, my company has just gotten a contract for the new office building going up downtown. So I’ll be working on that for the next few months.” I said.

“Oh, you mean the one on Fifth Avenue? We’re going to have a branch in that building! You might be working on my bank!” she said.

“I will have to do an especially nice job then. Can’t have you thinking I do shabby work!” I said.

“I would never think that,” she said, with a twinkle in her eye.

We talked a bit more before dinner, laughing and getting more comfortable with each other. She was a fascinating woman and fortunately for me, she seemed equally taken with my company.

Dinner came and we ate and talked more. I had to admit, this dinner was a lot more enjoyable than the solo pizza I had planned this morning! I love pizza, don’t get me wrong, but sharing a meal with the vision across the table from me then was certainly a step up!

As our mealtime came to an end, she suddenly stopped talking. I sensed a troubled mind behind those beautiful green eyes.

“What is it, Allison? What are you thinking about?” I asked her.

“You,” was her one word answer as she reached out to touch my hand. My cock hardened at her lusty tone and touch. We quickly finished the last couple bites and I called the waiter over. He brought the check and after I paid it we went out to my car.

As we got to the car I reached for the door handle, but before I could get it open I suddenly found myself at the receiving end of a very deep and passionate kiss.

Naturally, I gave as good as I got and kissed her back. She had the softest lips I had ever felt and I took my dessert from them. Our tongues danced and cavorted together in our mouths as we shared the moment. Then breaking the kiss she pulled back, taking my face in her delicate hands.

“Take me home, Mike. Please. I need you,” she said softly. Well, I didn’t need any more prompting than that! I seated her in the car, started it up, and pointed the Camry toward home.

As we drove I wanted to “preheat the oven” a bit, so I let my free hand do a little “recon” if you will. I placed it on her thigh, just below her enticingly high yet ladylike hemline, and as I did I saw her smile. She adjusted her position, slipping down a bit in her seat and parting her legs just enough to let me know she was interested too.

“Trying to get a head start on the game?” she asked, smiling softly.

“Just doing some window shopping!” I quipped.

With her encouraging, I slid my hand up her thigh and under her skirt. I paused for a second and getting no resistance or objection from her, continued up her silky thigh until I felt the delicate scalloped edge of her panties.

“Mmmmm” she moaned softly. “May I show you something in a pink panty, sir?” she said, continuing the window shopping joke. Allison raised up in her seat and hiked her dress up to her waist, allowing me to see her pretty lace panties.

“Very nice, miss.” I said.

“Thank you, sir. but the real test of a quality garment is in the feel of the material!” she said acting like a lingerie saleslady. “would you like to feel the quality of this material for yourself?”

“Why yes,” I said. I slipped my finger under the edge of her panties and found her already getting quite wet. She laid the seat back some and spread her legs as far apart as the confines of the interior of a Camry will allow.

“So tell me, miss, how is this material for moisture and stain resistance?” I asked, as I massaged her heated pussy through her panties.

“Oh, sir” she moaned, trying to keep the game going but finding it increasingly more difficult, “they have excellent stain and moisture resistance. Of course too much moisture or staining can be harmful!”

“I see. Well maybe you should remove them, then. I wouldn’t want to ruin such a nice garment!”

“Yes, sir, if you insist!” she said. She wriggled them down past her full hips and down her thighs until they laid at her ankles. She used one heeled foot to bring them up to where she could grab them. I held out my hand and she placed her panties in it.

“Why don’t we just put these here so they won’t get soiled.” I said, hanging the pink lace panties on my Camry’s interior rear view mirror. Allison giggled seeing her underwear hanging on the mirror for all to see.

“A trophy of your conquest, sir?”

“No, you are the trophy, my dear.”

“Oh you are sweet!” she said.

With her panties swinging on my mirror and still a little ways to go to get home, I resumed my exploration of what was yet to come. My hand took up where it left off, stroking her now exposed pussy and the soft downy brunette hair that promised delights untold under it. She was neatly trimmed with her fur patch cut short and in a well-groomed triangle starting at just above her clit.

That aforementioned clit was swollen and throbbing as I touched it. I could feel it pulse with her already racing heartbeat. I traced small circles around the nub and rubbed it between two fingers.

“Ohhhh!” Allison moaned, arching as she gave herself over to the sensations I was causing. She reached up and cupped her full tits as I played with her wet, hungry slit. I ran a finger down between her puffy lips and stroked her the full length of her pussy, while she gave her aching tits some much-needed attention. Licking those soft red lips, she moaned louder as her need grew.

By the time I pulled into the driveway, I had Allison on the verge of madness. I went around and opened the door for her, helping her to stand and steadying her a bit before taking her hand and walking up the steps to the porch. As I fumbled a bit with the keys she did a little “Anxiety Shuffle” – letting me know she wanted inside pronto! I got the door open and we stepped inside.

I had no more shut the door and heard the click when she jumped up on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist! She shoved her wet pink tongue into my mouth as quickly as I opened it and we fell back against the door. She kissed me like she wanted to devour me and I tried crawling into her mouth as well!

With my ravishing beauty clinging to me like a warm sweater, I took her to the bedroom. Setting her down on the floor, she turned around and I unzipped her strapless skin-tight red dress.