Thread: The Bitch Came Back [LeftShield x KassyGhost]

What was he doing? Flirting was some innocent fun as long as he didn't take it anywhere. She though had her hand on his thigh for a good few minutes now. He had to remember where he was, surrounded by people who knew him and his wife. All it would take was one of them to let it slip that some young thing was feeling up his thigh at tryouts and she'd start throwing questions. Still, he didn't push it off. I don't know, I should really be here for Oli... Cody replied as he looked out at the field contemplating getting a drink with this sexy young stripper. The fact that he was weighing if he should do it or not was already to far. Something in him was pushing him towards her. You know what, you're right. They're gonna be here til night just running drills and I actually could use a drink. Lets take my car, I know the perfect bar. He stood and started to lead her out of the bleachers, getting a lot of confused and jealous looks from the other dads. He knew he shouldn't be doing this but even after taking his pills he couldn't resist talking with her more. Hell if she had been in front of him he didn't think he would be able to stop from checking her out. After leading her to his Cadillac and both of them getting in, Cody pulled out of the parking lot and started off to his favorite bar. Yeah the first winter is always the hardest. I came from California and when it hit thirty degrees for the first time it was painful. You'll get used to it, just bundle up and keep your heater on. So you said you were a stripper right? Cody looked to his left and acted like he was looking for cars, really he was eye rolling at himself for asking that question. He had planned on a innocent and friendly talk, focus on small town life and asked if she had any family. He just couldn't help himself though, especially after she had dropped it so casually back there. I'm sorry, I should have worded that a little better. It's just you kind of dropped that on me and well, stripping is a lot more interesting subject than winter. He said with a small laugh, his eyes once again glancing over at her legs and the way that dress grabbed her body. Quickly looking back he blinked a few times trying to grab his focus. Wondering why the pills still weren't taking as big of a effect as they should. Are you like one of those girls that are just doing it to pay through college or are you the other girl. The one that loves the money but enjoys taking her clothes off and dancing more? He looked over at her as they hit the stop light right before the bar. He needed to calm down, his 'flirting' was getting dangerously close to 'wanna find a hotel room flirting'. Either way, it takes a confident girl to do that. I like that, get your hustle on. Hell we're not all that different. I'm a plastic surgeon specifically, we're both on the shadier side. I guess that's where I've always liked to be. Here we are. They pulled into The Scratched Diamond, a more expensive bar that was more about politicians taking their mistresses instead of mingling. A sane Cody would wonder why the hell he had chosen this place other than the dives around town. This Cody was to busy looking down her cleavage as he got the door for her. You'll love it, the bartender makes the smoothest drinks and you get a lot of privacy. It's a bit more expensive but you pay for the quality. Don't worry though, my treat. He said as he put his hand on her lower back and walked to the door with her. Just barley above her ass as they strolled in. Inside was a low light, dark bar with hush mutterings and the occasional laugh or giggle. It was wrong to be there with a woman that wasn't his wife but it seemed Cody was losing all control at the metaphorical wheel now. A old fashion for me Jerry and a Martini for my friend. We'll be in the booths. Jerry nodded and again Cody's hand lightly pushed on her lower back as he led her over to the side of the bar that had some music lightly playing and private booths that they could slip into. You'll love their Martini, goes down like candy. Though if it's not enough for a girl like you, Jerry can bring over something else. I have a feeling you like the stronger drinks. Now he was ordering drinks for her? Why didn't he just pull the curtains back on the booth and tell her to start dancing on the table at this point. Cody scooted in and to the back of the booth so that he would be sitting next to her instead of across from her. As much as he didn't like it, he was becoming easier to get close to the more time he spent with her. Don't think you can just get away from this stripper talk so easily. That's way to fun to pass up on. What is it about the job you love the most? The money? The men? I knew a girl back in California who liked being a stripper just because she liked the tittle. Like she knew the instant she dropped it that made her the sexiest in the room. I'm leaning towards you liking the money or you could just be a exhibitionist and love everyone's eyes on you. He had a devilish grin on as he flirted. His arm going up and resting across the back of the booth. It didn't touch her but it did open himself up if she wanted to get closer to him.