Henry Lee was pissed when they ran out of bourbon. He’d known they needed a bottle for the day but he didn’t have money to buy it on the way to work. So they ran out. It wasn’t gonna be enough to just smoke a joint. He needed the whiskey.
He used his sharpening steel to break the empty bottle in the trash can, whacking it good several times so it smashed into pieces. That done he told Bill to go steal a bottle from the party room bar.
“You go,” said Bill.
“No you.”
“You want the bourbon, not me.”
“C’mon man, go get it for me.”
Bill was happy he went because when he walked into the party room Lexi was sitting there doing her nails. Her skirt was riding high up her legs and she was flashing plenty of thigh.
“I’ll be damned,” said Bill.
“They’re covering for me, so it’s okay.”
“Who’s covering for you?”
“Norma, Lorraine and Victoria.”
“Who else is working?”
“That new one, Arlene. The redhead.”
Bill walked close up to Lexi. She was defenseless since her nails were wet and he knew she didn’t want to mess them up. Seizing the moment, he reached to her legs and pushed them so she let them open. Then he leaned in and kissed her. While he did he ran his hand up there.
“Sure, take advantage of a helpless girl,” said Lexi.
“You bet.”
Bill did not hold back. He let himself take advantage of her. She wasn’t upset at all. She spread wide for him and didn’t hesitate in the slightest when his hand found his way in her underpants. She kissed him hard and only complained once between kisses saying that she’d have to do her lipstick all over again.
“In that case,” Bill said, “I won’t hold back.”
He smothered her lips and licked all around them, pressed hard into her face and deep-kissed her. She kissed back as his fingers happily worked on her in ways he already knew she liked.
“We have to have a date,” Lexi said. She was no longer doing her nails. She was no longer doing anything but allowing him to do what he did and encouraging him both with her clear expressions of pleasure and her tongue’s dancing with his.
“Yeah, we do. And you can invite one of your friends.”
“Oh, you bet I will. You bet I already know exactly who too.”
Then it turned serious. Lexi was captivated, Bill working her over. She closed her eyes and leaned as far back in the bar seat as she could.
“Wait,” she said abruptly. “Stop.”
“What’s the matter?”
“I want more.”
“No time.”
“No. We can. Here.” Lexi got up from the bar seat. “Help me onto the bar.”
Bill lifted her, sat her on the bar where she, small and agile as she was, settled her legs for him so he could kiss all the way up her thighs without any difficulty.
“You know what to do, baby. You know what I like.”
Bill leaned in. He didn’t have to bend much due to the height of the bar. She carefully placed her hands on his back so as not to disturb any nail polish that could still be wet. She gently stroked his neck as he moved to where she wanted him and did what he knew she wanted him to do.
In just a brief moment she was moaning. Just a brief moment after the moaning began she was finished.
