Chapter 24

"Rach? I said I need two vodka tonics and a pint."

Rachel came out of her daze, shaking her head and turning to smile at Ellen.

"Sorry about that. Two vodka tonics, one pint, coming up."

Ellen leaned against the bar and looked at her boss and friend. Ever since she'd gone upstairs to talk to Jake, Rachel had been acting distracted, staring off into space with a vague smile on her face. The blond waitress assumed it was just because Jake had shown interest in helping Rachel buy the bar, but she wondered if anything else had gone on during their little meeting. They'd been up there for around a half an hour, after all.

Rachel leaned back on the bar after she'd finished Ellen's order. She knew she was acting strange, and Ellen probably was picking up on it. She hoped she wasn't too obvious, but it was hard for her to act normal after what had just happened upstairs.

She bit her lower lip, remembering how Jake had flirted with her when she'd brought him upstairs. At first she'd assumed that he was just playing with her, but she couldn't hide the effect his advances were having. When he'd pressed his hand into her crotch she thought she might jump out of her skin, but she'd been powerless to move, too aroused and nervous to know what to do.

"Mmm, you know, Rachel, I've always thought you were a very sexy woman," Jake had told her as he pressed his palm against her mound.

She'd sucked in her breath, startled by how nice his hand felt on her sex. With his other hand he'd stroked her back, pulling her closer to him, and she'd reflexively put her hands on his chest.

"Thank you, Jake," she remembered telling him softly, her heart racing.

He'd stepped forward, replacing his hand with his thigh, pressing it into her crotch as he slid his now-free hand up to cup her left breast through her t-shirt. She'd let out a small moan as he gently squeezed her breast, aware of her nipples stiffening under his touch. She'd involuntarily pushed her hips forward slightly to press herself against his thigh, and Jake had smiled knowingly.

He'd gently brushed her thick hair back from her face, lifting it to his face to smell it, smiling.

"It's true, Rachel," he'd told her. "I've thought about holding you many times, wondering just how nice it would be to have my hands on you..." He'd dropped her hair and reached down to stroke the small of her back. "It's even better than I'd imagined."

Rachel had found herself blushing, and she felt foolish despite her attraction to him. How could he have such an effect on her? She was used to deflecting guys' advances all the time from working behind the bar, and yet now she was turning to an excited little girl in Jake's hands.

He'd leaned forward, looking into her eyes as he gave her nipple a gentle pinch through her shirt and bra, causing her to shudder slightly, and when he'd pressed his lips to hers she'd responded by kissing him hungrily, opening her mouth to push her tongue into his.

Before she'd known it they both had their jeans pushed down, his around his ankles while he pulled hers free of her feet and pushed her back onto the desk. She was already quite moist when he moved quickly into her, causing her to moan loudly into his mouth, and then they were fucking, thrusting away like wild beasts in heat.

Rachel blushed thinking about it, moving down the bar to pour a couple drinks. She'd lost herself so quickly with Jake, like nothing she'd ever done before. True, it'd been a long time since she'd been with anyone, but that didn't explain the power of the lust he'd inspired in her. Nor how quickly he'd had her cumming.

Their sex had been a manic sprint, racing to see who would cum first, and she'd beat him by a long shot, thrashing about on the desk as he filled her again and again with that fat, luscious cock of his.

Her hands were shaking as she poured the booze and she had to stop to regain control of herself, remembering how that thick cock had stretched her hungry pussy wide. And then she'd felt Jake's thumb on her hard little clitty and she'd totally lost it.

"Here you go," she said faintly, placing the glasses in front of her customers, her voice cracking slightly. She smiled broadly at them, then went back down the bar aways, her legs feeling weak. She leaned back against the bar again, crossing her arms across her breasts, the firm, round globes Jake had roughly fondled as he'd fucked her silly.

God, she'd fucked Jake!

When he'd finally cum he'd driven deep into her, burying himself to the hilt and holding her tightly in his arms, grunting as he came, and she felt it as he shot his hot spunk deep into her center; the sensation had set off another orgasm in her quivering body.

Afterward, when he'd lifted himself off of her, looking down with a breathless, grinning look of satisfaction, she'd initially felt a slight panic. Would he think she was some kind of slut who did this all the time? And what did this mean for her plans? Did he think she'd fucked him to get him as a business partner?

But he'd put her mind quickly at ease.

"Wow, Rachel," he'd whispered, stroking her hair affectionately. "That was incredible, baby. Jesus, I'm sorry I came on so strong, but I just couldn't help myself." He'd gotten a serious look on his face then. "Please tell me you're not mad at me."

"Of course I'm not mad at you," she'd panted, still out of breath and tingling from the rapid series of powerful orgasms she'd just enjoyed. "That was amazing, Jake. I just didn't see it coming."

He'd helped her up, carefully wiping up around her thighs with a spare bar towel from the desk, and finished by softly kissing her sensitive pussy; she'd moaned involuntarily. Then he'd held her jeans for her and she'd stepped back into them, letting him pull them slowly up, caressing her smooth, shapely legs as he did so.

After they'd both dressed, Jake had looked at her once more with a hungry, seductive look.

"I mean it, Rachel," he said seriously. "That was incredible. You're such a sexy woman, and I've thought about doing that for a long time."

"I've thought about it too," she'd admitted to him shyly. "But, you know, Josie..."

"Yeah," he'd said, looking a little guilty.

"You don't have to worry," she'd quickly assured him. "I understand. You two are serious, I know. I don't expect... I mean, well, you don't have to worry about me."

He'd just smiled at her, nodding.

"Look, I really am interested in hearing about whatever your plans are for this place," he'd said. "I don't want you to think that THIS has anything to do THAT, you know?"

"Sure," she'd said calmly, but she was inwardly relieved. "Thanks, I mean. I'd love to tell you more about it, you know, when you've got more time..."

They'd made plans to get together before sometime during the week before Teddy's opened to go over the details, and Jake had again reassured her that he was interested in helping her out however he could. Then he'd given her a big hug, and kissed her, this time as a friend. They'd looked at each other for a moment before giggling, like guilty little kids with a shared secret, and they'd gone back downstairs.

And now Rachel couldn't stop thinking about Jake, about how easily he'd made her cum, about how hot he'd gotten her so quickly, and she knew she had to have him again, and soon.

Jake was thinking the same thing as he'd walked up the street to the pub, O'Klagaugh's. Rachel had been a tiger, really a sensual treat, and his only regret was that they hadn't had more time to explore each other. But the quicky had been a blast, and he felt like a king after fucking the sexy brunette. Yeah, he'd have to get into her pants again, he decided.

This was turning out to be quite a day, he thought to himself as he remembered fucking Brittney and Darcy just a few hours ago. That had been incredible too, and part of him couldn't believe his luck at having so many sexy women seemingly at his disposal. But his sexual appetite, rather than being satiated, was instead becoming more and more voracious. When he'd arrived at the pub and found his sexy girlfriend sitting with Anna and Monica, he'd wanted to fuck the lot of them, then and there.

He'd willed himself to keep his hunger to himself though, at least for now. Josie might be an incredibly understanding and forgiving girlfriend, but he realized he was really pushing his luck. And he was reminded of how upset he himself had gotten when he thought Josie had been with another guy. He obviously had failed to remain monogamous, but he was beginning to think that as long as he didn't overdo it, he could enjoy as many women as he cared to. God, I'm a selfish prick, he chuckled to himself as he remembered how much fun Monica had been that reckless afternoon when Mandy had caught them in the act.

They'd finished dinner and Jake had been glad to pick up the tab for everyone. Monica had made a joke about how Josie would be paying him back for the three of them, and Jake had given her a look, thinking that she could work off her share anytime she wanted.

Then Anna and Monica had said they'd needed to go study for a while before class tomorrow. Jake had politely declined, having no intention of studying anything but Josie's sexy body that night, and they'd separated.