Now that you are all caught up, here is part 2.
So you have to picture Mina. She is beautiful, but she does so much to make herself look less than attracitve normally. Its not that she wears bad clothes or puts makeup on that doesn't flatter herself. She's not happy. And it shows. She rarely smiles. She rarely laughs. When you look like you are about to scowl, you don't look attractive.
But tonight, she was not feeling anything. She was so buzzed and drunk she was able to have a good time. When I got back from having my itch scratched, she was laughing at everything this one hipster guy was saying. (Alright, maybe he wasn't. He looked like he worked somewhere, but he had that "hipster" professional look that drives me nuts, if thats even a name.)
But as happy as I was, and BB's cock makes me a very happy girl, I was not happy with the guys she was attracting. The hipster was one of those skinny white guys. As a general rule of thumb, I think that any guy who pays as much attention to labels, designers, and whatnot can't be much of a Man. He can be male and straight, but I just think those type of metrosexual are lacking in the Man department.
And Mina needs a Man. Not a metrosexual. At least that was what I was thinking in my hazy, baked, post-fuck mind. '
So I did what I've heard is a cock block. I mentioned to Mina, that we can't stay out too late, or her husband will get mad. Fortunately, she was so buzzed, she just giggled. The hipster tho took the hint.
After hipster boy was gone, Mina and kept chatting and drinking for a few minutes. As it was getting close to closing (they close around 11pm midweek), while BB was mixing a drink for someone else, she leaned over and drunkenly giggled "Your bartender friend is soooo hot! Can you imagine what it would be like to be fucked by him?"
After composing myself from laughing so hard (because really, hearing her swear was like hearing the pope say "let me show you how to give a blowjob" at that point), I said "You know I don't have to imagine it. Do you want to see if he's what you're imagining?"
She tried to laugh it off. She said she was just kidding. Then I reminded her she's been talking about BB before. She giggled and blushed a little. Then I flagged down BB and said "Can you walk us to our car?"
So he got permission to take off from the other bartender. There were on a few customers left. He walked us a block towards where the car was and I was keeping Mina between me and him. Then I said "Ooops, forgot my phone at the bar" and told them to keep going. I walked back a few minutes later (because all I'd really left at the bar was nothing) to find Mina and BB kissing in the car.
It was so hot to watch them. There were a couple of times where it looked like she maybe wanted to pull away, but he convinced her with just the right mixture of touch, kiss, and whisper that even though I could only see in the shadows of the lot, the movement of her body was one of total surrender to him. Soon the car was rocking slightly as she rode him in the passenger seat. The windows were completely fogged up by the time the car settled back down.
I gave them a minute and then walked over to the car and opened the door (so nice they forgot to lock it). BB was leaning back against the seat with a big old grin and Mina had this sort of stunned look that was a mix of horror and pleasure. BB nodded at me and Mina just lay back against the dash panting so I leaned in and whispered in her ear "Better than you imagined?"
She nodded. I got BB zipped up and off with a kiss.
Mina was still processing everything. I drove her home. She got out without saying anything and went inside.
The next day, I didn't see her until late in the afternoon. I was a little worried. I know what I like. I know how I like to live. And I know what my limits are. And I was feeling a little guilty about setting her up like that. When she didn't pop by and say hi, like she normally does, I was little concerned.
At about 4:30 p.m., she slipped into my office and smiled. She was wearing lipstick (something she almost never did). Mina smiled and asked "Can we ... you know... maybe go for drinks again tonight?"
So my problem is now I have someone at work who knows. And wants to share one of my guys. Yikes!
And Mina needs a Man. Not a metrosexual. At least that was what I was thinking in my hazy, baked, post-fuck mind. '
So I did what I've heard is a cock block. I mentioned to Mina, that we can't stay out too late, or her husband will get mad. Fortunately, she was so buzzed, she just giggled. The hipster tho took the hint.
After hipster boy was gone, Mina and kept chatting and drinking for a few minutes. As it was getting close to closing (they close around 11pm midweek), while BB was mixing a drink for someone else, she leaned over and drunkenly giggled "Your bartender friend is soooo hot! Can you imagine what it would be like to be fucked by him?"
After composing myself from laughing so hard (because really, hearing her swear was like hearing the pope say "let me show you how to give a blowjob" at that point), I said "You know I don't have to imagine it. Do you want to see if he's what you're imagining?"
She tried to laugh it off. She said she was just kidding. Then I reminded her she's been talking about BB before. She giggled and blushed a little. Then I flagged down BB and said "Can you walk us to our car?"
So he got permission to take off from the other bartender. There were on a few customers left. He walked us a block towards where the car was and I was keeping Mina between me and him. Then I said "Ooops, forgot my phone at the bar" and told them to keep going. I walked back a few minutes later (because all I'd really left at the bar was nothing) to find Mina and BB kissing in the car.
It was so hot to watch them. There were a couple of times where it looked like she maybe wanted to pull away, but he convinced her with just the right mixture of touch, kiss, and whisper that even though I could only see in the shadows of the lot, the movement of her body was one of total surrender to him. Soon the car was rocking slightly as she rode him in the passenger seat. The windows were completely fogged up by the time the car settled back down.
I gave them a minute and then walked over to the car and opened the door (so nice they forgot to lock it). BB was leaning back against the seat with a big old grin and Mina had this sort of stunned look that was a mix of horror and pleasure. BB nodded at me and Mina just lay back against the dash panting so I leaned in and whispered in her ear "Better than you imagined?"
She nodded. I got BB zipped up and off with a kiss.
Mina was still processing everything. I drove her home. She got out without saying anything and went inside.
The next day, I didn't see her until late in the afternoon. I was a little worried. I know what I like. I know how I like to live. And I know what my limits are. And I was feeling a little guilty about setting her up like that. When she didn't pop by and say hi, like she normally does, I was little concerned.
At about 4:30 p.m., she slipped into my office and smiled. She was wearing lipstick (something she almost never did). Mina smiled and asked "Can we ... you know... maybe go for drinks again tonight?"
So my problem is now I have someone at work who knows. And wants to share one of my guys. Yikes!
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