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Max was cleaning the glasses at the end of a very busy night in the bar. It was made worse by the fact that the only help he had was a girl who’d only been working there for two days. She had spilled more drinks than she had served but the customers liked her, and that was the important thing. He didn’t blame them. In her short skirt and tight top she was smoking hot and she had legs that went on forever. The tip jar was overflowing now that she worked here and that was always a good thing. He watched her now, as she attempted to play pool. She was meant to be putting chairs on tables but had got distracted as she picked up a cue. She wasn’t very good at it, which was making him laugh. When she heard him laughing, she looked at him over her shoulder. “What’s so funny, Max?” “Nothing, Marie. I etimesgut escort was just watching you try to play pool.” “Oh, yeah,” she said, with a gleam in her eye, “Why don’t you show me how it’s done?” “Okay. Why not.” he said, and made his way around the bar. Marie got a little excited. Ever since she had clapped eyes on Max she had wanted him. She had tried so hard to get his attention but he just wasn’t interested. She had wondered if he was gay, because it wasn’t often she was ignored. With her big breasts and tiny waist guys were always coming on to her. She’d never had to chase someone before. He picked up a cue, “Okay, first of all, you stand like this.” He stood feet apart with one knee slightly bent, “Then line up your shot, know where you want the eryaman escort ball to go and hit it.” He made the shot and potted the ball. “Sure, that looks easy enough.” Marie said, bending over she tried to hit the ball. The cue slid across it and the ball went backwards. She looked at him sheepishly. “Oops.” she said biting her bottom lip. “Okay,” He walked behind her, “Like this.” He clasped one of her hands on the cue and bent with her as she aimed for the ball. Moving her arm back, he helped her hit the ball. She wiggled her arse against him as she cheered. His dick sprang to life. She must have felt it because she wiggled some more and looked over her shoulder. “Show me again, Max.” His mouth dried up a little. “Okay.” he managed to croak. He repeated the sincan escort move and she wiggled again as she cheered. ‘Fucking hell’ he thought, as his dick jerked in response. “Am I standing right?” she asked suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts. Max looked down and saw that she wasn’t. “Bend one knee.” he said. She bent the wrong one and gave him a wicked smile, “You should show me.” With his heartbeat thumping in his ears, he bent down and shifted her legs until they were in the right position but instead of standing up again, he stayed where he was and ran his hands up her legs. He could feel them begin to shake a little as her breathing got heavier, taking this as a sign that he wasn’t out of order he moved them higher up. He worked his fingers in a slow teasing circle as they reached the tops of her thighs. His breathing was rapid and his dick throbbed inside his jeans Marie’s heart thumped in her chest as it rose and fell quickly. His fingers climbing her legs were making her wet and she silently pleaded with him to finish his ascent and get to where he was going.

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