The Married Man of Summer #1

"Cheers." And we clinked glasses. We drank, he watched me, he had a smile on his face. "I'm Sal, Sally Moon, heh, welcome to the club."

I was nervous, I needed another drink. "I'm, um, Donna, I'm from the neighborhood."

"Of course you are." He then uncrossed and opened my legs, he moved between them. He rubbed my thighs, enjoying the jeans. Soon his belly was pressing against my flat crotch. He put his face into my breasts. I felt him separate them with his nose, he started kissing them, my top was starting to get lower, the top of my bra was showing and I tried to fix it, but he took my hand. He looked at my long nails and he kissed my fingers, he then put my middle finger into his mouth. His other hand continued to rub my thighs.

"Can I have one more, please?" I held up the little glass, I was nervous, he was feeling up the lower half of my body a little too thoroughly, he was making me excited.

"Ha, sure sugar." He went behind the bar, he made two more drinks and handed me one, I turned my head sideways and smiled at him, he was quite good-looking, probably in his forties. He had big arms, and wide shoulders, he was all man. He was the complete opposite of me. I just hoped he didn't investigate my breasts any further. He was a little higher behind the bar and he started to investigate my breasts.

"Mmm," He moaned into my back, on my neck, he started to kiss my hair as his fingers searched for my non-existent nipples. I downed the next shot and then tried to spin around, my long legs on the bar, knocking over a napkin holder, a glass of stirrers, and even his shot glass with my heels. He laughed as I ended up in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy."

He put his face right in front of me, he looked into my eyes. "You might be clumsy, but you are too pretty for me to notice anything else." He laughed and then he kissed me, I think he tasted like lime. Of course, he cupped my breasts. I was nervous that they were so popular tonight.

"Mmm," I hummed, I put my hands around his neck as I pulled him into me. He had his tongue in my mouth as I started to play with his short hair. I felt my breasts now rubbing against his chest, his hands finally on my back. Every time I thought he was going to remove my bra I readjusted and kissed a different part of his body, his cheek, his chin, his shoulder. I teased him with my hair on his face.