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Pool Table Slutthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2416 words)

Author: ibizarainbow
Added: Mar 06 2008Views / Reads: 2100 / 1725 [82%]Story vote: 9.00 (13 votes)
Playing pool has never been so much fun, as I get to fuck a high flying MILF
 


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It was unusual for me to do an early shift at work, but on this particular day, circumstances dictated that I did. Finishing at 2pm, I decided that on my way home, I'd drop into the snooker hall, and play some frames, by myself, just to pass some time. At this time, it was very quiet, in fact I was the only customer in. The only bar staff in was a young lad, who barely looked old enough to serve beer, and that was the extent of the clientele. I got to my usual table in the corner, where it was nice and quiet, and not likely to be disturbed. The non-stop music channel was on the wide screen TV behind the bar, so the young lad just sat watching that, out of the view of myself. It was only when he went behind the bar to do his cleaning and tidying duties that I could see him.

I positioned all of the balls on the table, and started to practice, moving the white around the table with ease, potting red, colour, red, colour. It would stand me in good stead for playing my mate at the weekend. It wasn't until I heard other voices that I looked up. At the bar stood a girl, no, a closer glance revealed a woman. She was wearing a matching pin-striped suit jacket and skirt - thin skirt that stopped just below the knee. From behind, she had lovely blond hair, long enough to just rest on the top of her shoulders. As she turned around to take in her surroundings, I caught her eye, for just that bit too long that said ‘you were staring', before I carried on with my game. She was older than I had first thought, and it had shocked me, for from her figure I had thought she would have been in her thirties. ...

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