Lace & Leather

There was no better way to spend a night forgetting your troubles than with a stiff drink in your hand. The weekend was here, which meant the next two days were yours - no more meetings, stacks of paperwork left behind, and no more cleaning up other people’s messes for at least 48 hours.

You found yourself at a bar that was nothing special, the atmosphere was rather dull and uninteresting, not even a pool table or dart board in sight. Dimly lit with typical wooden tables and tall bar stools spread out, a richness of alcohol bottles behind the counter that did little to differentiate itself from any other bar. It wasn’t grungy, but not what you would call sophisticated either.

There was just one thing that stood out, the remarkably attractive woman tending the bar. She looked around your age, dressed in black with long dark hair that went down to her shoulders, full luscious lips and striking eyes. The kind of woman that was impossible not to stare at as she rotated through different patrons and checked on you.

“Care for another?” the bartender asked brightly.

“I’m in the mood for something else. Any recommendations?”

“I’m a whiskey girl myself,” she replied with confidence as her full lips displayed into a perfect wide smile.

“I’ll take a whiskey then please.”

“Coming right up. On the rocks, sir?”

“I’ll drink it however you like it.”

“Then you won’t mind it straight, I hope, ” she replied with a bit of a smirk.

“Not at all, I can handle it.”

She smiled again as she grabbed a glass from underneath the counter and a bottle from behind her, filling it just below the brim. The bartender replaced your empty glass with it, and her seductive eyes caught your attention as the light hit them at just the right angle.

“That’s a very generous pour, Miss…?”

“You can call me Heejin. I’m feeling generous tonight,” she replied, curling those red lips into a full smirk.

A unique name for such a gorgeous woman. “Thank you for the drink, Heejin.” You took one sip, feeling the burn hitting your throat, that warm familiar feeling that was almost orgasmic.

“Not bad.”

“Glad you like, usually takes me a couple to really get going. Let me know if you need anything else.”

She left to deal with other customers, serving drinks and refilling ice as you took another drink, the second taste felt like it hit twice as hard. You watched Heejin go from patron to patron, noticing she was a bit on the skinnier side but with plenty of curves to go around in that small body. You caught a glimpse of her leather skirt and the round ass it contained, carelessly staring at her scrumptious tight body as she gave a flirtatious smile from the distance.

As Heejin returned her gaze caught the nearly empty state of your drink. “Looks like you liked it. Want another? It’s on the house.”

Now, a free drink wasn’t something you felt the need to turn down, but the strong alcohol had already slowly made its way into your system, giving you second thoughts about a refill. You weren’t quite tipsy yet, but one more would definitely put you there. You felt the annoying obligation to be responsible.

“I’m afraid I’m at my limit. I’m a bit of a lightweight it seems.”

“Nothing wrong with knowing your limits. Wish more people around here did,” she responded, gathering up empty glasses and cleaning up the counter around them.

“What are your limits, Heejin?” you asked, as you tried to catch a glimpse of those gorgeous eyes. She laughed before answering. “I hold my alcohol pretty well. It takes more than a few drinks to get me drunk.”

“Good. Let me buy you a drink then, if that’s okay. Is that… allowed?”

Heejin hesitated before returning an earnest smile. “I don’t see why not. We’re not busy, so one drink won’t hurt. ” She grabbed the same bottle from before and poured carefully into one of the clear glasses she just cleaned, cutely giggling before taking a sip and letting out a sound of satisfaction.

“That never gets old. Thank you,” she said, taking an extra sip before putting it back down and running off to wait on a customer who called for her.

Each time Heejin returned you felt her gaze lingering just a little longer and your conversations lasting longer. That sparkle in her eyes grew a bit larger and you swore she became more flirtatious. Normally you would have brushed it off as her being stuck in work mode, you were prone to reading too much into things. You couldn’t help sensing a spark and you wanted to help it flourish.

“Do you do this full-time?” you asked, trying to find something simple to jump start a conversation with. You didn’t want to waste time with small talk, it wasn’t your forte anyways.

“No, just at night. I go to school full-time and this helps pay.” she says, able to freely sip her drink now that she had a bit of a break now that the night had begun to die down.

“Guess I should do my part,” you said, stuffing a few bills into the tip jar with her name on it that plenty filled. You weren’t the only person charmed by her it seemed.

“Thank you.” She smiled graciously.

The bar began clearing out gradually, it wasn’t that late but this left more time to get to know Heejin.

“What’s your major?”

“Music, I’m studying to be a singer but I might have to take a break for a semester and save up. Tuition is rough.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“It’s okay, I’ll figure it out.” She smiled woefully and took another drink. “What do you do?”

“Me? I work until the sun disappears into the night, drown in piles of paperwork, deal with idiot employees that have no interest in doing things right or at all. Rinse, repeat, and wake up and do it all again.”

“Now that sounds rough. Do you get paid well at least?”

“Not at all. Sorry for venting.”

“Vent away. That’s literally part of my job. But you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

You guzzled the rest of your drink down and put it down on the counter, a bit harder than anticipated. “I don’t want to. I like to leave work at work.”

“I understand. I don’t get paid much here either, but most people are generous with tips, so it’s not too bad.”

“Helps that you’re pretty.”

Heejin blushed. “You think I’m pretty?”

“You’re stunning, Miss Heejin.”

Heejin hid her embarrassment by taking another long gulp to finish her whiskey and filled it back up halfway. “Got any plans this weekend? Going on any hot dates?” she asked, awkwardly seeking to change the subject.

You laughed and shook your head. “Can’t so I do. Don’t really have time for dates.”

“I get that. School and this job and studying really eats up all my time.”

“No hot guys to meet at the bar?”

Heejin chuckled. “There are hot guys here, but they never bother to hit on me. Only the weirdos do. Seems I can’t go a whole shift without it happening.”