Alyssa and a Pool Table

Alyssa and a Pool Table

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Submitted: September 04, 2016

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He met Alyssa at a benefit dinner for the children's hospital. By the time they had dated about eight weeks, they knew they wanted to be a living together couple and decided on Friday night as their weekly date night. One Friday, she had tickets to a new play in town that she had won in a radio contest. They decided to have dinner before the theater at a new Chinese restaurant. When the play let out, she said, "It's only ten o'clock. Let's play some pool. I haven't done that in a really long time."
Where's the nearest place?"
"Gus' on 4th. Take Filbert to fourth and its right there."
"Got it."
The place was easy to find. The light spewing from the large front window lit the empty blackness of Filbert Street.
“Looks like there’s plenty of tables.”
They approached the counter as the man on duty finished with another couple.
“A table, please,” he said.
“Which one do you want?” the man said.
The one in the back corner looks good.”
“Good choice. It’s got new felt and it’s been releveled recently.”
“Sounds good,” Alyssa said.
They took the balls and cues to their table. as she was chalking her cue, she asked, “Straight pool? Best two out of three?”
“Fine by me. What are the stakes?” he asked.
“If I win, you do the housework for a week.”
“Fine with me again.”He answered with his own part of the stakes. “If I win, I get take you anywhere I want.”
She assessed the bet and didn’t see much chance of losing. “Okay.” 
“You did hear me say anywhere?”
“Yepper. Anywhere. I was once told I could I was good enough to go pro with a little practice.”
“It’s ladies first, so you get first break.”
Three striped balls fell in the pockets. She missed the next shot. “What was that you said about ‘a little practice’?”
“Shut up and shoot.”
“That’s a hell of a thing to say to the guy who’s going to fuck you tonight!”
“When you’re done with the housework, Dear.”
“I don’t intend to loose.”
At the end of two games, it was one apiece. He racked them up. “Your break for the tiebreaker,” he said.

She broke and five solid balls fell. “What do you think now, Hot Shot?”
“I think that was a great except that you don’t have a look at them enough to make a shot for your last two.”
She could see he was right. “Oh, fuck!”
“Keep thinking like that, Girl.”
She could see one of her balls but could only graze it.
“I do have a shot.”
“Where!?”
“Banking the 15 off this rail and into the pocket opposite me.” It went in as he said.
The next was a difficult bank shot.
“Lucky shot, but that’s not the end of game.”
“Watch this.” He proceeded to run the rest of the table. ” Eight ball corner pocket.”
He tossed his cue on the table and pinned her against the pool table as the ball hit the bottom of the pocket. “It’s time for you to pay up, Girlfriend.”
“Oh no, not here! Anywhere but not in front of these people.”
“You’re not welching on your bet, are you? If you do, I may never be able trust you again.”
“Oh, fuck!”
“That’s what I had in mind. Now turn around and drop ‘em. Let me help you.”
He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them to the floor. They were tight and her panties came with them. “For someone who protested so much, you’re awfully wet. Now bend over the table. What a fine ass you have, My Dear. I'm going to have to fuck you now." He slipped his hardness into her very slowly. It was a bit of a tease for her to make it hotter for her. I don't know if this will be all you want, but you can be certain it will be hard."
"We're on the same page, Sweet Baby."
It was one of the longest screw they ever shared in their time together.
On the way out, they paid and the man said, "You two played an interesting game. Who won?”
She answered, "We both did.”
He helped her with the door. "I take it you're now a fan of sex in public."
"That's a safe bet."
"Maybe we should go to the mall when its real crowded and. . ."
She interupted him,"Oh no! They have security and police and I'm against anything that lands me in jail. I draw the line at your idea of mall sex."
"Just teasing. But you're right. Jail wouldn't be a good place for the afterglow."
"That too or the beforeglow or even the middleglow. Our escapade at the pool hall, put me in the mood to screw some more when we get home." In the car, she started to unzip his pants. "Not while I'm driving. I draw the line at things that are potentially lethal and that would be very distracting."
"Darn it! You're right." She sat close to him and said, "One piece of furniture I want soon is a pool table."
"I'll put in a good word for you with Santa Claus."


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