Alone in the bar (open)

Hannah18

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OOC: I’m looking for a detailed dominant, older guy who is able to take control of situations and isn’t afraid to get a little rough. There will be slight resistance on my side so I need someone who can be persuasive and persistent.

Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Age: eighteen
Height: 5”2
Looks: long dark brown almost black hair and large brown eyes, slim with a slight tan, petite body. 32B

I had been a good girl all my life, eighteen and still a virgin, I was daddy’s little princess, rich and spoilt, because of my father’s money I had been home schooled, keeping my rather shy and naïve, wanting to believe the best in everyone.

IC: I take a deep nervous breath as I push open the door to the bar, entering the place and walking over to the bar, I can feel people’s eyes on me, which wasn’t surprising as I stood out, wearing a pink dress that flows down to my knees, and a black bow tied around the waist, emphasizing my slim figure.
I glance around, the bar was mostly full of men, and the few women I could see, seemed to be very underdressed.

“What can I get you” the barman leers and I frown slightly, not sure what I should order, I’d never even drunk before. I feel someone’s eyes on my, practically burning a hole in my back.

“Erm I’ll just have a beer” I say quietly as he nods, turning away to go get my drink.
 
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Name: Richard
Age: 49
Height: 6' 4"
Looks: jet black hair with streaks of white and grey, piercing blue eyes, strong, firm body sculpted with muscles, 6" cock

Richard sat at his usual stool, relaxing after a hard day of work. He was idly checking out the scene, looking for some fun, when a very cute little girl in a silly pink dress with a nice, flat-looking tummy and perky little titties walked in and sat down. She looked so soft and vulnerable. For a moment, Richard couldn't help but stare. This was something new. Richard was used to seeing washed up old women at the bar - 20-something year olds who looked like they were 40 or older, no thanks to thier hard lifestyles. This girl looked so fresh and young, and despite her willowy frame so - delicious. Grabbing his bottle of Bud, Richard walked up beside her and sat down on the stool beside her.

"Hello there," he smiled. "I haven't seen you around. You wouldn't happen to by 21, would you?"
 
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As soon as the beer is set in front of Hannah, she frowns slightly as she pays the bartender Hannah had never had a drink before.. except the occassional glass of champayne at one of her parents party's. "Thank you" she says quietly to the bartender, before raising the beer to her lips and taking a quick sip, her eyes widen at the foul taste... it wasn't particually enjoyable but she was pretty sure that she could deal with it.

Hannah see's someone.. a man come and sit down next to her, but she doesn't even glance up from her drink until he speaks. Her eyes snap up to his.. wondering if he was talking to her, she was pretty sure that he was. The first thing that she notices was his eyes, he had those intense eyes and Hannah finds herself unable to look away from him. "I.. uhm hi" she stammers out to him, a soft blush on her cheeks. Though Hannah couldn't help but wonder why he was talking to her.

"Yes I've just turned twenty one" she lies easily, not sure if he would buy it because she looked quite young, yet at the same time he couldn't prove anything.

"Can I help you?" Hannah asks and as she looks closer, she cannot help but notice that he is older... much older than her, probably in his fourty's.. but he looked good for it.
 
Richard chuckled. The girl was shy and vulnerable. It tickled him.

"Not how you can help me, but how I can help you," he said. "It's obvious you look fresh out of high school. You don't even look like you're 20. Old Marty over there cards girls like you, just to make sure. Of course, it's illegal to sell alcohol to a minor, but not illegal to drink it, once you have it." Richard smiled his charming smile. He had a feeling he was going to like this girl, if she was bright enough to take his hint.
 
Hannah raises her eyebrow, she had never heard someone who was so straight forward before.. and who would accuse her of being underage.. she was of course but he didn't know that.

"I'm twenty one honestly, if I wasn't then why would I have been served?" she questions as she flashes him a bright smile, the one that always got her out of anything. "Besides even if I wasn't.. which I am. I wouldn't be doing anything illegal... It is this place that didn't ID me" I say with a shrug, biting down on my lower lip nervously.

I didn't really understand why he was over here accusing me of things. "It was nice talking to you anyway." I say as I move off of the stall, walking to the back of the bar and sliding into an empty booth.. still looking at the man at the bar.
 
That threw Richard off. He was going to offer to buy her that drink. Then he'd go from there. He'd seriously underestimated this girl's spunk. He sat there stunned, trying to think of his next move. He didn't want to go home to his hand and the computer - as the Mrs. was no help - but the last thing he wanted was to get this girl so upset that she started a scene by accusing him of harassment. He pondered his next move.
 
Hannah sits thgere watching the shocked look appear on the guys face. She hadn't meant to hurt his feelings or anything, the only reason that she had left is because she was scared he was going to tell on her.. but it seemed that he wouldn't so Hannah takes another sip of the beer, but still she couldn't get used to the bitter taste.

standing slowly she makes her way towards the bar "so what's good here?" she whispers in his ear as she passes by him. "I dont have much experience with drinking and the beers not my thing.." she trails off as she realises that she is rambling, but Hannah was scared he would reject her and something about him drew her in. She smiles apologetically his way as she sits back on the stool.
 
Richard felt like a fool for hesitating. He quickly got himself back into gear.

"Well for a little lady like you," he said, pulling her beer toward him. "You need something a little softer and sweeter." He summoned the bartender. "How about a nice red wine for the lady!" he ordered.
 
She smiles at him as he orders her a red wine, she had to admit that it did sound much better than the beer that she had ordered for herself, but hey at least now she could say that she had tried it and didn't like it.

"I'm sorry for leaving before, I thought you were going to get me into trouble" she says, practically admitting that he was right and she was underage.. "I'm Hannah" she says, holding her hand out towards him as if she expected him to shake it, before blushing and quickly returning it to her side, just as the bartender places her drink infront of him. Lifting up the glass she takes a small sip smiling in satisfaction.. it was so much better.
 
Richard smiled with satisfaction. Hannah looked so cute, especially the way she blushed. She reminded him of his own daughter, albeit cuter and with much smaller tits.

"Richard," he said. "It is a pleasure to see you like it, Hannah. Most girls around here like sipping a good wine. The ones that do drink beer - well, they aren't very high class. So tell me about yourself, Hannah."
 
Hannah looks at him, hesiating slightly, no one had ever really asked her that question before. "I uhm.. " she trails off.. "okay I will tell you the truth" she says, she didn't think he would get her into any trouble.. it was a risk that she would have to take.

"I'm eighteen.. and I live way over the other side of town, if my parents knew that I was here..." she shivers slightly, her dad would flip if he saw this place. "that's why I'm wearing this dress, he has been hosting a party and I didn't think that I would be so out of place, but I clearly am" she says with a nervous laugh, fully aware that she was rambling.

"I was home schooled my entire life. which is probably why I've never had many friends or a boyfriend." she blushes once again, wondering why she had just told him that.

"Tell me about you Richard?" she asks to get the attention off of her.
 
Richard listened intently to Hannah, filing away ever scrap of information about her. A true, spotless, innocent virgin! How fascinating! He felt a little dirty, but reminded himself she was perfectly legal. She was 18, not 8, though the way she was brought up, she was as sweet and innocent as one.

He then shared his own information. He was 49, a relatively comfortable, secure man who owned contracting company for construction projects. He worked with his hands a lot, and played softball, much as he played baseball and football in his youth. He didn't tell her he was married or had two daughters (one 20 and the other 15) and a son who was her age. That would ruin the moment. As he spoke, he pondered his next move. Should he get her drunk, then seduce her? Drunken, one night stands were fun, so he didn't have to carry around the baggage of an awkward relationship. Or should he try and woe her sober? He liked this girl a lot, and could already see all the kinky stuff they could do. And as an innocent virgin, she would no doubt clamor for more, yet be so dependant on him, she'd do anything - from sucking his dick in the men's room, to keeping thier little trysts as secrets.

"Would you like another glass?" he asked Hannah.
 
Fourty nine? he was fourty nine, that was older than Hannah's father and she didn't even dare tp think that she could be attracted to this man.. he was probably just being friendly with her.

She takes another small sip of her wine. "You don't look your age" she blurts out and then quickly slams her hand over her mouth, horrified with her rudeness. "sorry I tend to say things without thinking them through" she tells him, once she moves her hand back down to her. side.

"No I'm fine.. I don't want to be drunk, I'm a long way from home./" and as she glances around the bar, she realises just how true that statement actually is.
 
"Thanks," Richard said, flattered by Hannah's compliment. He was truly blessed to look like a man in his prime. He was ruggedly handsome and mature, and every woman he laid with thought he looked at most 35. "Then I suppose we could just sit here and visit. There's no rush, is there?"
 
Hannah smiles up at Richard "can I ask why you want to talk to me?" she asks him softly, because no matter how much she thought about it, she didn't understand why he was over here talking to her.... they couldn't have much in common right?

Her fingertips idly move around the sides of her wine glass "no that I object of course.. I am quite enjoying our conversation, I just don't understand why" she says simply.
 
"Am I not free to talk to whom I please?" replied Richard. "It isn't uncommon for a lone man to talk to a lone woman at a bar over drinks. It's better than drinking alone. Besides, you are a very lovely girl, and if I didn't approach you, someone else would."
 
She nibbles on her lower lip gently.. she had never thought of it that way "no of course you can talk to who you please... I just haven't been in a bar before, this is all so new to me " Hannah says as she perches on the edge of the stool, putting her drink back down on the side as she looks up at him. "So you never told me about your personal life.. are you married?" she asks quietly, she was curious and finds herself glancing at his hand looking for a wedding ring, wondering why it really mattered to her.
 
"No," lied Richard. "I'm just a middle-aged bachelor, living life as I please." The question excited him. He already began entertaining thoughts of what he was going to do to Hannah once he finally had her right where he wanted her.
 
Well he wouldn't lie to her right? not that it really mattered anyway, she had no idea why she had even asked him the question.. perhaps she would just stick to the simple questions from now on.. but Hannah felt something that she never felt for anybody.. lust, she just hadn't realised it yet.

"I'm glad you came and spoke to me, I was kinda nervous about being here in the first place.." she trails off, she was sure he would get her meaning, she so obviously did not fit in.

"Do you want to go and sit at a table?" she questions.. because the stools just seemed to be too out there.. and not private enough for Hannah.
 
"Yes," replied Richard. "It might give us some more privacy." And intimacy, he thought. There, he could really woe her, then lure her into someplace discrete where he could finally seduce her and have her. His penis lightly stirred in his pants.
 
hannah smiles up at him as he agrees with her idea, she hops down off of the stool, grabbing up her glass as she gives him a small nervous smile and glances around the bar.

Spotting a couple of free tables right at the back, she makes her way over there, sitting down on one of the chairs as she waits for him to come and join her, Hannah found that she enjoyed their conversation and she would be sad to see it end when she went home.
 
Richard joined Hannah at the table. It was quite and secluded, perfect for a secret rendezvous such as this. He began engaging her in conversation. ((do you want to go into detail here, or skip to when Hannah must finally be on her way, so we can get on to the full seduction?))
 
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