Free Deep Pleasures by Anal Amy

 
    “ Amy.” A cute brunette with glasses across the bar waved at me.
     
    “ I knew it was you.” She said when I was close enough that she didn't need to yell. “There's not many redheads like you.” She said as she hugged me.  I didn't know if she was hitting on me, but my body reacted like she did. A dampness started forming between my legs.
     
    “ I'm so glad we could finally get together.”
     
    “ You look so sexy.” Tori said, making my cheeks turn red. “You look like you're ready to go break some poor man's heart.”
     
    I didn't want to break any man's heart. I wanted her. I drove to the bar that Saturday night, not knowing if we were just getting together for a couple drinks or something more. I hoped for something more.
     
    “ You look like a pin-up model.” Her white and black polka dot dress with a bright red belt made her look like a model from another era. It was classy, form fitting, sexy but not slutty. I wore an orange dress, that showed off too much cleavage and was too tight around my ass. I looked like I was from Florida and very slutty. 
     
    “ Thanks.” She giggled. “Let's get you a drink.”
     
    She waved the bartender down, like she owned the place.
     
    “ What are you drinking?” I looked at her glass and asked.
     
    “ It's called between the sheets. I've never had it before, Landon told me I would love it.”
     
    “ It's brandy, rum, triple sec, sweet and sour.” Said the bartender who I assumed was Landon.
     
    “ Sounds good to me.”
     
    “ You'll like it. He makes them strong and don't worry, if you need a place to crash, you can stay in my hotel room. I have a ridiculously big bed.”
     
    I didn't know if it was an offer for me to share her bed for sleeping or something more. I leaned towards just sleeping, because in between catching me up on her love life, she flirted with the bartender.
     
    As the bar filled, the bartender had to focus on all of the customers, not just Tori. I thought I would have her to myself so I could get more of a clue where this night was going, but I thought wrong. “I think they're checking us out.” Tori pointed her head towards the two men in suits that looked our way. “A little too suit for me, but I bet they would buy us a round or two.”
     
    I smiled at them and they took it as their cue to join us. They introduced themselves as Kyle and Nick, but neither Tori or I paid attention to a word they said until they offered to buy the next round.
     
    “ It's good to have tits.” She whispered into my ear as she groped my boob. She was playing around, but the dampness between my legs instantly came back.
     
    “ Do you want to dance?” Tori asked me, instead of one of them, when the bar area flirted with over-capacity.
     
    “ I thought that you didn't like to dance?”
     
    “ I know, but it's too crowded here and I was hoping you could show me your dance moves.”
     
    “ I don't know if you could really call what I do dancing, but I'll try.”
     
    She grabbed my hand, interlaced her fingers between mine and led me through the crowd to the dance floor. It sent nervous energy fluttering through me, reminding me of holding hands with a boy while walking across the gym floor during junior high dances. Unfortunately, Kyle and Nick followed us.
     
    Tori and I danced face to face, not grinding against each other, but close enough that the smooth fabric of her dress brushed across my bare legs. Kyle, or maybe it was Nick danced behind me, grinding against my ass and holding my hips too tight.
     
    Tori's eyes scanned the dance floor, her eyes hunting men. I hoped that she wouldn't find any. We already had two that were attached to us, that I would have to lose if it was ever going to be just the two of us.
     
    I watched her as she moved in the crowd, I imagined how she moved in between the sheets. Would she be full of energy or would she want me to be the lead?
     
    Her emails told me of her adventures with other