Mistress goes to Texas pt2- The Bar

 I almost lived at the bar the next week. Even taking time off from work. A couple regulars commented but I brushed it off as just needing to unwind. 

I would come in and make the trip around to see if you were here, then take a seat at the bar where I could see the door. 

Amy had tended bar here for years. Long red hair, pouty lips, and sexy ass. I hadn't really made a move on her, opting for the one night stands with no local entanglements. Spending so much time in the bar let me get to know her a little better. She ruled the bar when in charge. Not putting up with unruly behaviour, she had a way to diffuse any situation and have rude drunks eating out of her hand in no time. She really earned my respect and caught my eye in a new way. But my quest to see you again wasn't over. I couldn't give up yet. Jim had figured it out, but wasn't bringing it up to me. He must have said something to Amy though. If she was working when I made my way around to the bar, she would put a beer in front of me and say, "she hasn't been in", with a little smirk. Her attitude toward me became a little unsettling, like she knew why I was drawn to you. How the feel of my lips on your toe had affected me.

When I see you at the bar Friday evening, my heart flips. Just as beautiful as I remember. Your hair falling on your shoulders, tank top and denim shorts, and the same sandals you had worn before. A beer on the bar, you were talking to Amy. Amy catches my eye and grins. She leans toward you and says something as her head nods my way. I see her openly giggle as your face turns just enough to see your smile before you put the beer to your lips. 

I try to keep my cool as I walk toward the bar. I tremble slightly, not sure what to say. My rehearsed lines fade from memory when I see you again. I figure my best avenue is to offer something.

"Uh, hello, can I buy you a drink, Mis..Ma'am?"

Amy slightly snorts as she turns away to serve someone down the bar.

You fully face me and smile.

"Well hello again, boy. You got here just in time. Another little man bought me a couple rounds, but I sent him away. He just wasn't properly respectful. I won't have the same issue with you, will i"?

"No Ma'am." I say quickly, and maybe a little too loud.

"Good boy. Then I will have a couple more and you can clear my tab. I understand you have been here a lot since our first meeting. Any special reason?"

"Well, you said you would be around, and..I just thought...well you know...you told me..."

Your smile lights up the room. You have me tripping over my words and you love it. I see it in your eyes. You know you can do anything with me and I won't resist. I don't understand my compulsion for you, but you know exactly what is going on. This isn't your first rodeo, or the first boy you have captured. I see it but am powerless to stop it.

You catch Amy's eye and motion to your empty glass. I stand there dumbly staring down at your red toenails when she brings you a fresh drink. She doesn't even glance my way as she asks, "What is he having?"

"Oh, he isn't drinking tonight. He will just have the bill when I leave. We are going to move to a table to talk. That ok?"

"Sure. Corner booth is pretty quiet. Got a couple other guys offering to buy you drinks. You interested?"

"Not at the moment. This one seems polite enough. Let me see how he works out. You know him, what do you think?"

"Hmm. Well, a few weeks ago I would have said he was too much of a player for my taste, but he seems to have turned over a new leaf lately. Kind of made me take a new look at him last few days. Let me know how he works out."

My face flushes hot as you discuss me like I wasn't there. Hell, I have known Amy for years and never saw this side of her. What the fuck. But even as I see the two of you grin at each other, I am grateful for her words to you. I sheepishly look at her as you walk to the booth. 

"Thanks, Amy"

"Yeah. Now run along, boy"

My cock is hard and seeping as I trot to the booth.

I stop at the booth an look at you. Not sure what you want I wait. You gesture for me to sit across from you, and I slide into the seat.

Your eyes study me as I focus on your lips sipping from the glass.

"Well, my boy, you made a nice impression the other night. I take it I must have made some impression as well. You been waiting for me?"

I glance around and back at you. 

"Yes, Mistress. I can't get our meeting out of my head. I don't even know your name, but I think of you all the time."

"I love breaking in new boys, but my time is limited. I leave tomorrow and want to make my last night here memorable. I would like another boy in my room tonight and you have til I finish this beer to convince me you should be my second."

Another boy? Your second? What the fuck? But does it matter really? I have a chance to be with you. In your room. In your bed.

"I can suck your pussy real good. All night. As long as you want."

I blurt this out in one breath. One long sentence. The desperation in my voice sends you into a fit of laughter. Your joy at my predicament should have been embarrassing, but your voice is that of an angel and just brings out a feeling of pride for pleasing you.

You laughter fades and you take another drink, leaving the glass nearly empty. I have to get this right, and soon.

"Please, Mistress."

"Tell you what, my little slut. If you slip under the table and give my feet a little love, I will tell you what I am looking for tonight. Beg prettily and you might get to join me in my room."

Fuck!! I look around the bar. I don't see any regulars. A few travellers scattered around, but no one paying us any attention. Amy is at the bar, but she has already seen where my head is. You raise the glass to your lips. It's almost empty. Fuck it.

I slide to my knees and scramble to kiss your feet. 

The outside world is gone. I know where I belong. My lips cover every centimeter of flesh. I lick the straps of your sandals. I am on a mission to make your toes shine. Licking. Kissing. Sucking. I slip my tongue between your toes and your sandal. Your feet are my lover at the moment and will be cared for, loved,  worshipped.

"Please use me, Mistress.  Please let me pleasure you. Please, Mistress.  Please..."

I mumble over and over. Lost in my drive to taste you, serve you, be in your presence.  I have never ever met a woman like you, and you were leaving tomorrow. I absolutely had to feel more of the fire you lit in me.

Your foot moves and gently kicks my head away.

"Good boy. That's enough for now. Hand me your card. Amy is here to settle the tab."

I jerk around and see her feet and legs at the end of the table. It doesn't even matter any more. I had won my chance to go with you. I fish my wallet out and hand my card up. 

"Just hold on to it Hon, he can pick it up later. Don't worry. I will send him back in much better condition than he has ever been."

"I can't wait to see."

Her giggle makes my cock twitch and spurt just a little. I watch as she walks back toward the bar. Damn. Why haven't I tried anything with her? Her ass is hypnotic.

"Come on, boy. I have a whole new world to show you. You are about to find your destiny."

I crawl out, not even looking around. You start toward the door and I fall in behind you. A dog heeling his owner. I notice you are holding a small bag that you hadn't had before. I also notice Amy smirk and blow me a kiss as I get to the door. I take in fresh air as the door closes behind me. The taste of your feet fresh on my lips, I follow you across the parking lot to your room.

The next and final segment will be more crude and xxx-rated as it wraps up the boy's fate.