disparaging tone in her voice.
The girl stood tall.
“Seriously what?”
Lynn found herself speaking without thinking. Her nervousness had been so powerful, and so difficult to hold back, she was almost angry now. “You sink a winning shot as I walk up?” she challenged, incredulous. “Come on.”
The girl laughed, and a broad grin grew across her face. Lynn couldn’t help but feel a little surge of jealousy - the girl’s smile was extremely pretty. Her whole face seemed engaged in her every emotion.
“You got me,” she admitted graciously, picking up a beer from the edge of the pool table. “I don’t even play pool.”
“Hah!” Lynn shot back. “And what is your name? Don’t think I didn’t notice you didn’t tell me.”
The girl tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, expertly capturing Lynn’s gaze. “Don’t think I didn’t notice that you came without knowing my name.” She downed the last of her beer in three gulps, and then sighed. “If you expect a quick lay, you’re going to have to buy me a drink first.”
Lynn eyed her cautiously… and the girl laughed brightly, adding perfect rows of white teeth to the list of things Lynn felt a slight twinge of jealousy about.
“I’m kidding!” she said, cutting the moment of tension. “I’m Sydney.”
“I’m Lynn.” Breathing a sigh of relief, Lynn shook her extended hand, and then followed her to the bar.
“Hey girls,” Danni greeted them. She eyed Sydney as if she knew her, and then flashed Lynn a little curious insinuating smile.
“Long Island, please!” Sydney said cheerily. She leaned over the bar and squeezed one of Danni’s huge breasts. “Always happy to see these girls!”
Danni just laughed. “Sydney, you’re crazy.”
Lynn watched in confusion as Danni moved down the bar to make the Long Island. What was that look she’d given? And what was with Sydney just grabbing her chest? Lynn found herself wishing she could do that herself, if only because that casual attitude took the glamorous power away from Danni’s huge tits somehow. Was that why Sydney did it? She looked down at Sydney’s chest, framed by her black tank-top. Her pale breasts seemed perky and full, but bras always made it hard to tell…
“Are you looking at my tits?” Sydney suddenly accused, pushing her chest up.
“Ah, no,” Lynn replied, her face growing red. She paused for a second, thinking about whether she really wanted to be passive and embarrassed around this crazily overconfident girl. “Actually… yes. They’re very nice.”
Sydney smiled, obviously aware of Lynn’s mental transition.
“Yours are, too,” she replied. “Can I touch them?”
Her casual attitude made it impossible to refuse without looking prudish. Lynn shrugged and fought a rush of red heat creeping up her face as Sydney’s hands ran up her body.
“Wow, they’re really nice,” Sydney commented as her hands curved around Lynn’s chest and cupped her breasts. “I’m a bit jealous.”
Lynn burned a little brighter red. “Really? I-”
“Here you go,” Danni interrupted, returning with a Long Island. Upon noticing what was happening, she laughed and shot Lynn a teasing look.
“Oh, thanks,” Sydney said, her hands dropping from Lynn’s chest to take up her drink. “How about those tits?”
“Oh, I know,” Danni replied, looking Lynn over. “She’s been coming here for years, and I’ve always wanted to touch them!”
“What? Really?” Lynn asked, struggling not to stammer. She was confused as hell, burning red with embarrassment… and a little thrilled that someone as gorgeous as Danni was complimenting her so… but did she mean it, or was she teasing? Lynn realized that both Sydney and Danni were looking at her expectantly.
“Uh, well go ahead,” Lynn said. Trying to act like it was no big deal, she leaned over the bar.
Danni’s eyes lit up, and she squeezed Lynn’s breast with both hands for what felt like a very long moment…
The girl stood tall.
“Seriously what?”
Lynn found herself speaking without thinking. Her nervousness had been so powerful, and so difficult to hold back, she was almost angry now. “You sink a winning shot as I walk up?” she challenged, incredulous. “Come on.”
The girl laughed, and a broad grin grew across her face. Lynn couldn’t help but feel a little surge of jealousy - the girl’s smile was extremely pretty. Her whole face seemed engaged in her every emotion.
“You got me,” she admitted graciously, picking up a beer from the edge of the pool table. “I don’t even play pool.”
“Hah!” Lynn shot back. “And what is your name? Don’t think I didn’t notice you didn’t tell me.”
The girl tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, expertly capturing Lynn’s gaze. “Don’t think I didn’t notice that you came without knowing my name.” She downed the last of her beer in three gulps, and then sighed. “If you expect a quick lay, you’re going to have to buy me a drink first.”
Lynn eyed her cautiously… and the girl laughed brightly, adding perfect rows of white teeth to the list of things Lynn felt a slight twinge of jealousy about.
“I’m kidding!” she said, cutting the moment of tension. “I’m Sydney.”
“I’m Lynn.” Breathing a sigh of relief, Lynn shook her extended hand, and then followed her to the bar.
“Hey girls,” Danni greeted them. She eyed Sydney as if she knew her, and then flashed Lynn a little curious insinuating smile.
“Long Island, please!” Sydney said cheerily. She leaned over the bar and squeezed one of Danni’s huge breasts. “Always happy to see these girls!”
Danni just laughed. “Sydney, you’re crazy.”
Lynn watched in confusion as Danni moved down the bar to make the Long Island. What was that look she’d given? And what was with Sydney just grabbing her chest? Lynn found herself wishing she could do that herself, if only because that casual attitude took the glamorous power away from Danni’s huge tits somehow. Was that why Sydney did it? She looked down at Sydney’s chest, framed by her black tank-top. Her pale breasts seemed perky and full, but bras always made it hard to tell…
“Are you looking at my tits?” Sydney suddenly accused, pushing her chest up.
“Ah, no,” Lynn replied, her face growing red. She paused for a second, thinking about whether she really wanted to be passive and embarrassed around this crazily overconfident girl. “Actually… yes. They’re very nice.”
Sydney smiled, obviously aware of Lynn’s mental transition.
“Yours are, too,” she replied. “Can I touch them?”
Her casual attitude made it impossible to refuse without looking prudish. Lynn shrugged and fought a rush of red heat creeping up her face as Sydney’s hands ran up her body.
“Wow, they’re really nice,” Sydney commented as her hands curved around Lynn’s chest and cupped her breasts. “I’m a bit jealous.”
Lynn burned a little brighter red. “Really? I-”
“Here you go,” Danni interrupted, returning with a Long Island. Upon noticing what was happening, she laughed and shot Lynn a teasing look.
“Oh, thanks,” Sydney said, her hands dropping from Lynn’s chest to take up her drink. “How about those tits?”
“Oh, I know,” Danni replied, looking Lynn over. “She’s been coming here for years, and I’ve always wanted to touch them!”
“What? Really?” Lynn asked, struggling not to stammer. She was confused as hell, burning red with embarrassment… and a little thrilled that someone as gorgeous as Danni was complimenting her so… but did she mean it, or was she teasing? Lynn realized that both Sydney and Danni were looking at her expectantly.
“Uh, well go ahead,” Lynn said. Trying to act like it was no big deal, she leaned over the bar.
Danni’s eyes lit up, and she squeezed Lynn’s breast with both hands for what felt like a very long moment…
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