A few years ago I walked into my neighbourhood pub near the end of the work day. It was fairly empty, just myself, a small hightop table of two off in the corner, and a greasy-looking stranger at the bar.

I pulled up a stool at the bar with enough distance between the stranger and I so that Laura, the bartender, and I could chat without being interrupted. I'd been a regular and we'd been friends for years. We would talk about each other's kids, complain about or love lives, and do a little light flirting.

Every once in a while the stranger pipes up asking for another drink, of course the shittiest bottle on the menu, and make a crude comment. He called Laura names like "Sweet tits" and the like. She wearing a simple sweater and jeans, so she wasn't trying to be extra sexy. As he got more … he got more crass, telling her what he'd do if he took her away on vacation and that he'd love to "fuck her up the ass".

She starts texting me from across the bar with, "OMG this guy," "Ewww", "and not if he were the last dick on Earth".

"Oh come on," I text back. "Admit it, he's making you wet."

"Okay you caught me," she replies sarcastically. "Want to feel?"

I text back, "Name the time and place."

Laura goes about her duties, checks on the other customers, and after a while wanders to the back. A few minutes later she comes back out and says that the paper towel dispenser in the ladies room is jammed and asks me for my help.

I get up and follow her to the ladies room. She quickly puts her finger on my lips to hush me and locks the door behind us. She pushes my back up against the door, and begins undoing my belt and dress pants. She pulls them down to my knees and can see my cock getting chubby against the cotton of my boxers. She gives it a little stroke through the fabric. "Fuck," I whisper.

"Shhhh," she reminds me as she free my entire cock. Wrapping her small hand around it she begins stroking it. "I've been wondering what you feel like," she says a playfully smile on her face as she flicks back her long blonde hair.

Working quickly she runs her hand up and down the length of my still growing shaft. I'm rock hard when she finally starts rubbing around the tip with each stroke.

Faster and faster she goes. I squirm my hips as Laura jerks me off. I begin to moan as she brings me close to the edge. At that point she drops to her knees. Still stroking as my cock jumps and erupts in her hand. Her blue eyes staring at me as she takes stream after stream of my sticky cum on her tongue.

She swallows my jizz and cleans off my cockhead with her mouth. Licking her lips she puts my cock back in my pants and we both straighten up.

Back in the bar I have a couple more drinks before it's time to go. I leave an extra large tip on the bar. The stranger, who had fallen asleep, stirs and comments, "That's a pretty big tip."

"Trust me," I laugh. "She's earned a big tip."