A Revenge Fuck

"Bar tender! get the lady a drink would you?"

"That's no lady!" the bar tender came back with two more long islands for us, and removed my empty one. "She's my mudda!" he smiled brandishing a gold tooth.

I took a double look, "No she's not!" there was no way she was old enough to be his mother. My words were only slightly slurred but my vision was still good.

They both laughed and I realized that I was the butt of the joke, "That's cool." I said finding the straw again, "I can deal with that."

She put an arm around me, "You poor thing!"

I checked my wallet, it was still thick with cash: "Not poor yet..." I mumbled stuffing it back into my pants.

"What you think I'm a pick pocket?"

"Why else would a hot chick like you be near me in this bar?"

"Ok Mr. Smart Guy... if I was going to take your wallet..." she raised her hands over her head so that I could see her whole firm, voluptuous body, "Where would I hide it?"

I nodded, "You have a point, but I bet you I could find a spot."

She laughed and picked up her drink, clinging her glass against mine: "There's the spirit!" she removed the straw and drank hers from the side, leaving lipstick on the edge as she put it down. "That is so good, thank you."

I moment later I staggered to the bathroom to piss and she found me there at the urinal. "What the hell are you doing in here?" I asked, using the lever to balance myself.

"Looking for you." she stepped between me and the wall and taking my head in her hands kissed me full on the lips. Our faces locked together as she groped the inside of my mouth with her tongue. I returned the effort and probed her's with mine. She pulled my body close to her and kissed me harder, and harder, breaking away to gasp that she wanted me to fuck her, right there. She sucked on my neck and stroked my back with her long nails.