It was Friday night in a small town. Not much going on usually, but tonight was different. The concert series was bringing a Dixieland Jazz band to town. Michelle had asked me to go with her. She had two tickets and her sister couldn?t go. Michelle and I had been friends for several months. We had a casual dating relationship, friends, but nothing more than that. Outside of having drinks together, dancing a bit, or going to the movies, it was just talking. So tonight wasn?t going to be any different. But the concert sounded promising.

And it was.

We met outside the local high school auditorium at 7:30pm and went in to listen to some music. The band was from New Orleans.

They were good, but the banjo made it exceptional. After the concert we decided to change into jeans, and meet at the local bar. Bob?s Place. Bob?s place is dark and smoky. No place to dance, a loud jukebox on the left as you walk in. The bar is right in front of you, 3 Pool tables on the far right wall, and more tables to the left. On a Tuesday night you might find 8 to 10 people in there. But tonight was Friday, and it was busy. There were close to 70 people in there, and it was only going have speed. It was still early. I got to Bob?s Place, climbed the old wooden stairs, and went on in. Michelle was already there. Two other people were at the table with her. Ben was a large man, in his mid 30?s, probably an ex-jock. But he has put on a few pounds since then.

He had a date, Connie. Connie was attractive, and a little older. She was probably 5?4?, no more than 110lbs., blonde with a pretty smile.

Michelle introduced me to both of them. Immediately, Connie started to ask about me. She had never seen me before. I was recently separated, and just started dating. I had only moved to town a couple months before.

And then Connie asks where am I going.

She is now ignoring her date, my date, and asking me if I can meet her later.

I look over at Ben, he?s listening, and not concerned.

This got me aroused.

But I said I am still with Michelle tonight. Connie smiles and says, let me know we you take her home, we can always do breakfast. Getting a bit nervous, I excused myself and went to the bar to get a round of drinks. Lynn was at the bar. I knew Lynn we?ve talked several times on a slow night at the bar.

I got to the bar and Lynn was looking pretty.

As she is pouring a couple beers, she lets me know she closes tonight. She should be done by 2:10. Why don?t I come and pick her up.

?I?ll make it worth your while? as she smiles at me. Hell, I?m with Michelle, and this is the 2nd come-on in less than a hour. I said, ?we?ll see what happens with my date?.

This was great for my ego. And certainly had me thinking about the possibilities, because I knew Michelle and I weren?t going to get it on. It just wasn?t that type of relationship. Connie was still looking for an answer when I got back. She settled for giving me her cell . Michelle and I finished our drinks and went on down the road to the next stop.

There were 2 dance establishments across the street from each other. We had first met at the The Highway.

That was a quieter place, fun, and a little more country music. The other bar was the The Silver Bullet. That was a younger crowd, and more rock and roll. On weekends both places had bands, and both had a cover charge. We went into The Highway. We sat down with a couple other friends of hers, I think she knew everybody in town, or at least all the ones that went to bars, Jenny and Dawn. We were enjoying the music, when Michelle lets me know she was ready to go across the street to check out the action over there. It was like she was always looking for someone better to be seen with. So I let her go on by herself. I said when she got bored, she could come back over and find me. I was having a good time with these two women, Jenny and Dawn. Jenny and Dawn were mid-thirties both divorced, twice and once respectively.

Both were average looks, but Jenny had a great smile, and a delicious laugh. As I danced with her, she was soon holding on just a little tighter with each dance. By the time it was getting closer to midnight, she was letting me know she could use a ride home. Let?s see. Michelle was somewhere over at the Silver Bullet.

Connie?s number was in my pocket. Lynn was waiting at Bob?s Place, and here was Jenny.

How does that saying go, ?a bush in the hand is worth?? Jenny was here, I tossed a mental coin, and decided it?s early enough, let?s try Jenny.

If it doesn?t work, I still have two more options. Either way, we ought to be able to get some extra-curricular action tonight.

Jenny gives me directions for her place.

I am having a Hard Time.

I?m not paying any attention to what she?s saying. She is sucking on my finger, and toying while she?s giving me directions. We make it to her place, and now I?m walking funny.

There isn?t enough room in these jeans.

We make it upstairs, and she?s half naked now, and going after my shirt.

I start helping with my shirt, and she drops her hands to my belt. ?I want to see this beauty?, she?s saying as she pulls down my zipper. As I am taking off my shirt, she?s has my length in her hand. This is feeling too good to stop, but she is still dressed. At least her pants are still on. I help her off of her knees, and kiss her. Those breasts against my chest. The feel of skin on skin, and her skin was smooth. I push her against the bed, and take off her pants. I grab her love patch, and it is already wet. She pulls me on top of her, and says, ?I want it, I want it now!? She was hungry and responsive. She came, and I wasn?t done yet.

And this is feeling good.

She wraps her legs around me, and starts us rocking. Now I am having trouble holding on any longer. She?s almost ready to burst, and I am trying to slow down, I pull back a little further, take 2 long slow strokes, and she screams?. Damn. That was an explosion to remember. We slept good, very good after that. It was about 5:30am. I start to wake up, and I am feeling something strange. I am groggy, but feeling this warm feeling coming over me. I am wondering where I am, I look down, and Jenny is working on my length. I have a hardon, just as big as ever, and Jenny is sucking on it.

One hand is working my balls, and the other on my shaft. Jenny is taking in as much as she can, and there is still a fist stroking me. I am just realizing what she is doing, and my body starts shaking. That pre-ejaculation shake is hitting me like an earthquake, and then I hit the jackpot. Jenny sucks me out till I am dry, and motionless. Life is full of choices. It is nice to know you make the right one once in a while.