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Eden's Apple

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: StableNight, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

irrelevant question. Was he trying to insult her? "Wrong. It's 21, hard cider good for you?" "Oh. Ah! Okay. Yes...thank you." Amy felt relieved, then stupid for missing his intent, and then slightly charmed by his gracious offer. She focused on him as he poured her drink. The bartender was an older black gentleman, possibly in his mid forties, yet still youthful in physique. His age was signaled by the silver streaks running through his hair on either side of his head. Amy noticed that he was a good ten inches taller than the average, with long arms and skilled hands. He was wearing a white collared shirt with a black vest and a scarlet bow tie, matching the color of the apples proudly lined on the bar. He returned with her drink and placed it in front of her. He placed his hand on the bar, then casually leaned over to her side, engaging her. Amy withdrew into her sweet beverage. "It's nice to see such an elegant,young lady join us. We typically attract older crowds, though we always appreciate younger folks. My name is Murphy, but everyone here calls me Mac. May I ask your name?" "Um, Amy..." Mac suddenly grasped her hand and brought her fingers to his lips. With a soft kiss he replied, "that's pretty name. Tell me, Amy, what brings you here tonight?" Amy was shocked by the sudden contact, but perhaps more shocked by the fact she didn't pull her hand away immediately. She knew he wanted to get in her panties, but something about his presence calmed her worries. "I don't ... know. My plans for tonight fell through, and I suppose my curiosity led me in. I haven't even been to a strip club, so this whole experience is very new for me." "You know what they say happened to the curious cat," he said with a smirk. "Ha ha, very funny," Amy retorted sarcastically. "So, is this it? This place just looks like a lounge." "Well, it is. This area is mostly for meeting and socializing. If you want more privacy, you can head to the back." He gestured towards a hallway at the end of the bar. "When the place gets a little more crowded, we'll turn up the music and open up the dance floor. Do you like to dance?" "God," Amy thought, "I'm awful at it." "A little," she said, not wanting to appear negative. "You said earlier that your plans had fallen through. May I ask what happened?" "You may not!" Amy teased. "No, well, it's really kind of embarrassing and weird. I won't bother you with it." "I'm all ears." Amy was slightly reluctant, but then realized how little she cared about creeping out this stranger. She began telling him about her crush on Blake, why she liked him, and about her rejection from earlier. Mac listened patiently, sympathetic to her struggles. It was relaxing for Amy to lay her heart bare to the stranger. She wouldn't tell even close friends for fear of losing face. But to a random stranger the worst that could happen is that he could grow bored. Fortunately, he seemed just the opposite. He was invested in her story, commenting here and there. "...and ...