New Girl in the Bar…I work at a golf course, or country club more specifically. In other words we have a pool, a bar, and tennis courts as well as the golf course. My girlfriend works in the bar and I’ll briefly describe my girlfriend . . . 10. Her name is Jessica and I love her and could not picture myself anyone other than her. Tho neither of us are completely innocent . . .
One day at work Jessica reminded me that her friend Ashton was starting work in the bar today (which I remembered her telling me a few days before). I had heard about Ashton through Jessica, but had never met her. I walked into the bar area later that day on break. Jessica told me I needed to come meet Ashton. OMG, she was absolutely gorgeous, a perfect 10 and a half on the same 1 to 10 scale. She was dark complected, with beautiful legs and breasts equal to Jessica’s. Ashton and Jessica could have been twins from the neck down, but then I saw her butt. There’s really no way for a guy to describe the perfect ass, but I was looking at it and I think Jessica noticed.
The next day, I was walking down the hall towards an empty bar when I overheard two girls talking. One was Ashton and the other was one of the owner’s daughters (Candice) who also worked in the bar. “He’s cuter than she described him” said Ashton, but who were they talking about . . . “I would deffinately not mind letting him be my first.” she said. Their conversation carried on to something else and never went back to that subject so I went on around the corner to say hey. “Well speak of the devil” said Candice. Obviously, neither of them realized that I had overheard them, but I wasn’t telling. Granted, my mind was quite unsettled for the rest of the day and that night.
A few days later, Jessica approached me with the question, “Is there anything going on between you and Ashton?” No, I said Honestly (not yet there wasn’t). She beleived me because she can tell when I’m being honest and when I’m lying. “Why would you ask something like that?” I said. “Well, I was just making sure you two weren’t having too much fun without me.”
I almost jizzed in my pants a couple of times over the next few days just thinking about what she could have possibly meant by this. Yes, Jessica and Ashton are both that hot, but I never would have thought . . .
Back to the story. One day the next week, Ashton and I were closing together me outside and her in the bar. All that day we had been flirting and hinting at what we wanted, but we both knew nothing like that could happen between us. I finally finished up my work outside and walked up to the bar to keep Ashton company while she closed down the bar. The bar was empty. No customers, no tired golfers, no Ashton. I looked around to find her but couldn’t. I checked the parking lot to see if her car was still there and noticed that not only was her car there but so was Jessica’s. Hmm . . .
I walked back inside to use the phone and call Jessica’s cell. Just as I stepped around behind the bar and reached for the phone I tripped and fell flat on my face. I looked back to see what it was that I had tripped over and saw a pair of Khaki shorts. They were the shorts that Ashton had been wearing that day. Most guys know what I’m talking about when I say, super instant hard-on plus tingly horny feeling. I then noticed under the counter and white bikini top. This is Jessica’s I thought, but that doesn’t make sense she only wear’s a bikini when she’s . . .