Beautiful Friend

Francis

          The usual bar smell enters my nostrils. Different toxic perfumes smell of different alcohols from people's bodies and a wave of bodies dancing in the club-like music. I've been here multiple times. When I am off from work, no business trips somewhere, no overtime, and no weekend schedule, I always visit the woman who always caught my eyes.

            Although I know that she isn’t into someone like me, my admiration toward her would never fade. 

          I slipped on the barstool, sat down, relaxed and drummed my fingers on the long counter table. She seemed busy preparing for the big show tonight. Her black hair is rolled into her usual tight bun. I wonder how it smelled and feels on my nose. But the woman is probably married. I peek on her fingers. Should I get excited that she wasn't wearing a wedding ring?

"Hey, there Casanova." Natalie greeted, flashing a tight smile. Wow, she didn’t look like her usual self. .  

"Hey, there." I grin slyly. I always did and she would laugh at me by that look. But now she didn't. 

"What can I get you?" She asked straightforwardly.

"I'm waiting for your fair tonight."

She smiled and drummed her fingers on the counter table.

          Her thick brow that is shaped well, that doesn't need trimming or lining, makes me more interested in her. And her full breast behind that sexy nape tie shirt of her and her sexy jeans. She doesn't look married at all.

"Oh, you miss me that much?" She asked, a little mocking.

"I did." I play along with a wink.

"Where have you been these last few weeks?" She asked as she started making another drink.

"Lots of business meetings overseas and then attending my friend's party."

"You mean, Zachary?" She knew them too well. The boys wanted to hook up on her, but she is engaged at that moment and she chooses well to give us women for a night. "I heard that he got twins."

"Yup."

"Five minutes." Her partner told. He greeted me and I nodded.

"I'll get back to you within twenty minutes."

"You got it." I wink at her.

          They prepared it all and she smiled at me as I watched her do her things. She's good with hand tricks and everything. She could be pickpocketer and a magician at the same time. Her very beautiful reflexes and everything makes me want this woman. 

Usually, a big man like me wanted a woman smaller or a bit taller. I like petite women, not because they are my inferior, because they are sweet, adorable like flowers and very much attractive looking.

            When they say that petite can’t look attractive~~I say that it’s all a lie. This one made my cock stir with a smile. But I should say such words in front of the beautiful lady.

"Francis," I smell the sweet perfume of a woman that sat beside me. I forget her name. Was she one of my exes? Or one of the boys' ex? I don’t know at all.

"Hey, babe." That's what I call them usually if I forgot their name.

"What's up tonight?"

"Just chillin' watching my friend crack bottles," I answer, looking at the most gorgeous woman in the world who glanced at me giving me a knowing look.

"She's the B-girl?"

"Yes. I wanted to see how long she's going to take the rest of the bottles and how many bottles she's going to break." I said, keeping my eyes to Natalie.

          The pair of grey eyes stared at me as I stared back. She has the most beautiful pouty lips. Or should I say full lips with.

            She poured a glass of water and gave it to me. She leaned forward.

"Just so you know, Casanova. I don't break bottles," she winked. I chuckled and glance at the woman beside me.

"She always breaks eggs though," I said. That's when I heard the most beautiful laugh in the world.

"Karen, right?" The woman beside me asked Natalie about her name.

"No. It's Natalie." She said with a professional smile.

"Tali," Robb, her partner, called.

"Enjoy the show." Natalia said as she winked at me.

          The DJ turns on the music as it blares around the bar. The spotlight was on her while she's on top of the bar counter, throwing a few bottles as she dances with the music. Her reflexes were good as ever and she mastered the flipping, pouring and flipping and shaking. Every man would like to droll on that beautiful ass of her.

            I adjust a bit on my seat, keeping my eyes on her. Okay, I have to adjust myself so I won’t leave the bar with a hard boner.

"She's good right?" I ask the woman beside.

"Yes."

          She's sweaty when she came back and offered me the Jager Bomb. I pull out my handkerchief and give it to her. The usual that I did for her. She took it and wiped her sweats on her forehead.

"What can I get you?" she asked the woman. "Usually, his woman asked for tequila."

"Then I'll go for vodka." I drank it in one shot as it burned down my throat and chills on my chest. She swiftly and flawlessly mixed everything and shook it well for vodka and gave it to her. Travis came and Colt asked for their usual drink that she always put a twist on every drink.

          Travis flirts with the woman and I don't want to flirt with others when she has time with me. She serves drinks and I like watching her serving drinks. I pay for my drinks using my card to Robb since he's the cashier there and the co-owner as well. And she's just their friend who brought a lot of money to the bar.

"How's your wedding?" I suddenly ask her when we are alone. She was quiet. I momentarily punched myself inside my head and then I felt that it wasn't a good one. "Sorry," I said.

"It's fine. I always tried killing pillows few nights now." She answered.

"Could we punch this man of yours?" I asked while squinting my eyes on her. Thinking that I could hit that bastard who broke her heart makes me eager to meet him. She giggled and shook her head.

"There's no need for that." She mumbled.

"Just tell me, and I'll bring the whole boys for pay-back."

"Thanks, Francis. But I'll handle it myself." She told as she pursed his lips.

"Can I buy you a drink, beautiful woman?" I ask flirtatiously.

"What possibly would you offer for this 'beautiful woman' that you are hooking up with?"

"I'll ask for her favorite cocktail." I said as I stared at her beautiful big grey eyes. Damn, she looked really beautiful and attractive.