Deep desires

The air was stuffy, hints of smoke, sweat and beer all mingled together in an almost intoxicating perfume. It was warm inside, a blanketing warmth that made you forget the chill winter night outside once you came in. Music was playing through the speakers hanging on the walls, loud up-beat music, the kind that made you dance to it without intending to, the basses sending small vibrations along the bar.

A young gentleman entered the bar, dressed sharply, and glanced around at the sparsely occupied tables, mostly groups of elderly men drinking beers. He spotted a group of three young ladies chatting over glasses of white wine, but after quickly studying them, looked away. He sighed heavily and walked over to the long wooden bar where two older men were sitting separately, nursing a beer, and watching a game on the flat screen TV. On the other side of the bar were two bartenders, an average looking older woman who was pouring a beer, and a very attractive younger woman who was mindlessly polishing glasses.

"What can I get you?" The older woman asked as the man removed his nice coat and hung it on the back of the bar stool before sitting down. The bartender was in her late forties with long dirty-blonde hair and a curvy frame. She was wearing a dark apron that was low enough to keep her generous cleavage mostly exposed.

"A pint of whatever you have on tap and a shot of Jameson please." He said and the older woman nodded. She finished filling the glass she was holding, setting it down in front of the man sitting on the bar next to him, then grabbed another glass and started filling it from the tap.

"Jenna, can you get the gentleman a shot of Jameson please." The older bartender asked the younger one.

"Sure thing Irene." Jenna said and grabbed a shot glass.

"Thanks." The man said as Irene set down his beer and studied Jenna. She was tall, with a lithe figure and long dark hair which flowed down her back. She was wearing a tight black tank top with deep cleavage, accentuating a pair of round perky breasts, along with tight dark jeans, beautifully hugging her tight little ass, and a pair of black leather boots. She ran a hand through her hair, then picked up the glass.

"Thank you." The man said as Jenna served him his shot. He gave her a warm smile, then grabbed his beer. He took a long swig, getting a good look at her breasts while doing so, then set it down and looked away. He cleared his throat, catching a whiff of her perfume, then looked back towards her. "Slow night?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

"Yeah, I guess." Jenna said shrugging and looked at him. "What about you, long day?" she asked casually in return.

"Yeah, something like that." The man said chuckling and grabbed the shot. He raised it to Jenna and drank it, setting down the empty shot glass with a satisfying clack.

"Another?" Jenna asked dutifully and the man smiled up at her.

"Sure…Jenna is it? But only if I can buy you one too." He said and gave her a cool grin.

Jenna couldn't help but smile as she shook her head, looking at the man sitting in front of her. He was handsome and stylish, his dark hair cut short and a trimmed beard adorning his face. He wore a buttoned black shirt, dark blue slacks and had a fancy looking watch on his wrist. Jenna studied him curiously, toying with the idea that he might be the one and found herself nodding. "Yeah, the thing is, I have this rule. I don't let people I don't know buy me drinks." She said with a smirk.

"Oh, in that case, I'm Eric." He said grinning.

"Okay Eric, then I guess you can buy me a drink after all." She said with a naughty smile and turned around. she grabbed the bottle of whiskey and another glass and filled it along with Eric's glass. They raised their glasses, clinking them, then downed the shots.

For the next half hour or so Eric and Jenna chatted. It was a slow night and Jenna didn't have much to do most of the time, so she ended up spending it chatting with Eric. They had a few more drinks and laughed at stupid things as they talked about nothing in particular.

"Um, so, any chance you want to get out of here?" Eric asked in a conspiring tone after drinking the last of his second beer.

"Why Eric, are you asking what I think you're asking?" Jenna asked giggling, feigning surprise. Eric looked at her, mesmerized, and shrugged, hoping she would say yes. "I don't know. Before I answer, I have to ask you something." Jenna said mischievously.

"Shoot." Eric told her intrigued. She grinned at him, then leaned forward, across the bar, and moved her lips next to his ear.

"How are you in bed?" she asked, and his eyes went wide as she moved away, staring at him.

"I well, um. I haven't heard any complaints." He said, his cool confident demeanor faltering for a moment. Then he smiled confidently once more.

"How about moans, did you hear any of those?" Jenna asked him in a hushed voice, enjoying teasing him.

"Yeah, I've heard quite a bit of those." He answered, getting aroused by her words.

"Well, if you can make me scream then I guess I could maybe finish my shift early." Jenna said with a teasing smile. "Irene, you mind if I skip out early?" Jenna asked, turning to the older bartender.

"Sure darling. Not much to do tonight anyway." Irene said eyeing Eric. "Just watch yourself." she added as a whisper and Jenna nodded with a sneaky grin and turned back to Eric.

Jenna grabbed her coat and pulled it on, stepping away from behind the bar and moved towards Eric. She watched him as he pulled his coat on, feeling a little nervous, then he turned to her and led her out of the bar and into the cold night.

"My place is not too far." Eric said and walked over to signal for a cab.

"Yeah, but my place is just over there." Jenna said pointing to an apartment building across the street. She looked at Eric who returned a big smile and the two quickly made their way across to the building.

Jenna unlocked her apartment door, turning on the lights and ushered Eric in, closing the door behind them. Her apartment wasn't big, with a small living room, a kitchen, and a bedroom, but it was practical, cozy and tastefully decorated.

"So, this is it." Jenna said, gesturing around at her apartment. "Do you want like a drink or something?" Jenna asked as Eric looked around the living room.

"No, I think I've had enough to drink." Eric said with a smirk and closed his gaze on Jenna. "How about you show me your bedroom?" he said with a seductive gleam in his eyes.

"You don't waste any time, do you?" Jenna said with a chuckle and grinned back at Eric as she felt the wetness start to grow between her legs. "Come on." She said, grabbing his hand and pulled him over to her bedroom. She guided him in, then let go of his hands. "So, are you ready to make me scream?" Jenna asked with a naughty smirk while looking into Eric's eyes.

"Oh definitely!" Eric said, then grabbed Jenna and pressed his lips to hers, engaging in a passionate kiss.

Jenna broke the kiss, the taste of it still lingering on the tip of her tongue and looked up at Eric with a wanting smile. "Let me just freshen up really quick." She said, pulling away and he gave her a disappointed nod. "I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable in the meantime." She said and left the bedroom.

Jenna walked into the small bathroom, closing the door behind her, and exhaled slowly. She was already getting aroused, and Eric was definitely hot. She wondered if this could finally be it. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and shook her head. She always felt a little dirty after a shift at the bar, having the guys ogle her, and she turned on the water. She washed her hands, face, and ran a wet hand along her long black hair, making it look sleek and sexy. She pulled off her tight top, adjusting her c-cups in the black bra, then unbuttoned and shimmied out of her tight black jeans, exposing the black thong she was wearing underneath. She ran a finger along the fabric of her thong, feeling the unseen moist spot that was already there, and a tingle went through her. She studied her scarcely clothed body in the mirror, fixing her hair and adjusting her bra, until she was satisfied. She grabbed a condom from one of the drawers, then, wearing only her bra and thong left the bathroom and headed back to her bedroom.