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Sheila had busied herself about the bar for the rest of the day. By the time her lunch break had come the old businessmen had left. They were nice enough and Sheila had enjoyed their attentions. She had a couple dirty fantasies involving the two old men, but deep down she was glad she hadn't taken her flirting too far.

As the day wound down and her shift came close to being over, Sheila had to laugh at herself. She had sat on a customer's lap and let him rub her pussy through her pants. Yet she was only calling that flirting. Sheila went to the backroom and grabbed her purse. It was almost 9pm. Almost time to go home. She looked up and saw Emily and Sam talking. They were her coworkers that were there for the closing shift. They were going to be as bored as Sheila and Robert had been. Mondays were as slow after dinner as they were at night. There was only one or two couples out there now.

Sheila said her greetings and made some small talk with the two. Sam was fairly attractive. He was in his mid-thirties with a shaved head. He had very chiseled, angular features. He was thin and had a bit of a perverted sense of humor. He probably would have gotten off to the thoughts of Sheila letting the drunk man touch her earlier today. Emily was also in her thirties. She wore her long brunette hair in a ponytail. It matched her cute brown eyes. Sheila wouldn't say Emily was hot, but she was certainly a cutie. She did not share Sam's sense of humor, and he could picture Sam annoying Emily the rest of the evening with lewd jokes.

After Sheila wrapped up the conversation she walked outside of the hotel lobby and lit up a smoke. As she waited for her husband to come pick her up, she took her cell phone from her purse and saw she had missed a call.

There was a voicemail from Kyle saying he was stuck at his friend Andy's house, they were watching the game and it was in overtime. He apologized and told her to call if she really wanted him to come get her.

Sheila wasn't that upset. She lived close to the hotel and could get a bus to her neighborhood pretty easily. Kyle was just going to pick her up as a nice thing to do. Seeing as it was a nice night out and waiting for the next bus route would take almost as long as walking home, Sheila decided just to start the walk.

She lazily smoked her cigarette and kept thinking about sitting on that guy's lap. The rush she had felt when his fingers traced her wet pussy through the fabric of her dress pants. Thinking about it now had gotten her juices flowing again. Quite literally. Sheila made up her mind to take a long bubble bath and thoroughly jill herself off when she got home.

 

Best laid plans


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