I squeeze up to the bar, two giggles to my left, and signal my order to Tony.

"What you two up to?" I ask blondie.

"Just a visit, couple of days. I'm Gwen, she's Sue. She wants a fuck," she snickers, her friend openly ogling the tall Latino's swagger further down.

"And you? Like to watch?"

"No. I want..."

"Something different? Like this?" I press her against the bar, filling a hidden hand with bare pussy under her skirt. In moments she's white-knuckling the edge.

My martini appears. I paint the rim with a wet finger, then sip.

Perfection.