I went on date night with Scott but ended up with someone el..

I went on date night with Scott but ended up with someone else. Date night never entirely goes well for Scott. We went out to the Ford Garage bar and grill. I went there a few weeks ago and had my eye on a bartender. I found out tonight that he’s actually 32. I thought he was in his 20s. I wore my red dress, and when we got there, I told Scott I wanted him to go in first, and I would sit at the opposite end of the bar. As far as Scott was concerned, I was a stranger. I’ve seen this in movies before, but shockingly, I have never tried it. I did tonight. It was way more exciting than I thought it would be. Not a fan of sitting at a bar by myself but it worked out.

It was pretty busy when I arrived, so I was just another customer. It was hard to get a drink, but when I caught him looking my way, I flexed my boobs like the total cock hound I was. He showed right up. Works every time. I said, “Finally, I got your attention.” He said, “You had my attention the whole time, but I just couldn’t get over to you. My boss was watching, and we had a party that was supposed to be the first priority.” I said, “I hope I’m the first priority now.” And he assured me I was. Things slowed down, and before I knew it, he was ignoring the other customers, including my own husband, who was getting frustrated by the lack of service, but I bet he had a hard dick as well!

Anyway, Brett was his name, and Brett is a hotty! We talked about all kinds of things, and when it got to what gym I go to, I said I work out at home. He said he went to LA Fitness, and I said, “Feel free to stop by and use my gym anytime you want.” He asked if that was a genuine offer, and I said, “In more ways than one.” Look. The only thing I wanted to do tonight was flirt with him. As soon as that started, the only thing I wanted to do was pull his dick out of his pants to see what he was packing. No matter what…I tried to suck the ball snot right out of his dick. Just saying. None of that happened. I know. I should be telling you about all the great sex we had and how he pumped my ass full of jizz. Again…none of that happened. I wanted it to. I did. But he didn’t get off until 2 am, and I’m not doing anything at 2 am. But I did hang out with him for a few hours, and he sat with me during his 30-minute break. He was leaning against me, touching my arms, getting pretty comfortable with me. He asked me again if I was serious about having him “cum” to my house and work out. He has no idea how serious I am. We exchanged numbers, and I have an excellent feeling about Brett. I didn’t scare him away, and I believe he has the potential to be a good cock on the side. Maybe even more. Who knows.

As for Scott…he texted me several times throughout the night, wanting to leave. I told him to leave me alone, and I wasn’t ready. So I texted him to go to the truck, wait until I came out, and don’t text me anymore. He did. When I came out almost 2 hours later, he tried to act mad, but his dick was popping a trouser tent. There was no fucking tonight. I was turned on, and I had him watch me fuck my ass with a dildo telling me how much better Jake could work my ass than he could. That got me off pretty quickly, and it was a solid cum. I’m still feeling the after-effects of it. Scott, well, he jerked off on my foot and licked his own sperm up…as usual, and like the obedient cuck he is, he was happy to do it. My Friday the 13th has gone pretty damn well!