Forums

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
A couple of years ago, I decided late on a Saturday night that I wanted to be alone around other people. The closest and most convenient place for me to do this was local Sullivan's. Because it would close soon, I didn't change out of the long sleeved t-shirt and jeans I was wearing and just threw on my leather jacket. I was admittedly underdressed for the easy money set at Sullivan's, but I really didn't care. I got a table by myself, ordered a beer, and watched the replay of some football game on one of the tvs.

Before long, a reasonably attractive, reasonably intoxicated woman and asked if I was alone. She pointed over to a table of rich assholes I happened to know and announced, "I'm tired of hanging out with rich assholes." I replied, "What makes you think I'm not rich?" She asked to join me.

She soon started using such subtle lines as "Would you like to fuck me?" Though attractive, I really wasn't in the mood and tried to explain to her that I just wanted to be by myself, I had a girlfriend. "I don't care. I just want you to fuck me," she interrupted. I started to raise another objection when she leaned in and kissed me. It was a very nice kiss.

She excused herself to use the restroom and I reconsidered the course of my evening. The cocktail waitress came by to settle the tab. "You better be careful," she warned. This started my imagination racing as I wondered what kind of a woman could prompt a warning from a cocktail waitress. I decided that it wasn't worth the trouble, left the bar, and went home to some nice, safe internet porn.

I later learned from the rich assholes that she was just going through a ho phase after her divorce. Fucking cockblocking cocktail waitress.

If you had a girlfriend, wouldnt that be the reason you didnt fuck her?

and i thought guy swere always in the mood. and would you really sully yourself with a rich hating prole tramp? they are so self loathing.