I’m not exactly sure where to begin but here goes.

It had been a particularly stressful week so the guys and I decided to go out and have a few beers at our favorite place after work on Friday.  I guess we liked that place because it had a four sided bar like on that old TV show, and we clown around a bit acting like some of the characters.

The bar was kind of quiet when we got there so we had the run of the pool table, dart boards, and foosball table.  After awhile we just drifted up to a corner of the bar and just joked around for a while.

The other guys were married or had girlfriends, but I’m still a single guy.  After a little while they all had to leave to go out with the ladies.  One offered to hook me up with someone, but I decided to just sit there and relax.  The LAST time he hooked me up was a horrible experience because that girl had just broken up and wasn’t ready to date anyone.  God that was a bad night.

So the guys left and I ended up sipping on a drink and watching the TV hanging behind the bar..  After a little while a flash caught my eye from across the bar and I looked over to see what it was.

A stunningly beautiful blonde woman had come in and was sitting alone at the other side.  The flash I had seen was the ring on her right hand as she lifted her wine glass.   Her top was a low cut black number that she filled out magnificently, and I couldn’t help but notice the pendant that hung between her cleavage.

Why this woman was alone, I’ll never know.

I stared a little too long and she took notice of me as she set her drink back down.  I quickly looked a little up and passed her to try not to seem like I was being rude.

After a second I thought I saw something flash again and I glanced back at her.  She was looking around the bar, apparently not looking at me, and I watched as she ran her elegant finger around the rim of the glass with her ring finger.  The ring itself was sparkling in the bar light and I found myself staring at the motion.  To be honest I think I had too much to drink at that point because I really wasn’t feeling right.

She lifted her hand up to her pendant and seemed absent-mindedly to play with that as well.  The pendant shown even brighter than the ring had done and I simply couldn’t take my eyes off of it.  I can’t even tell you how long I sat there staring like that.

Suddenly the bartender startled me by walking over and putting down another drink.  “It’s from the lady,” he said with a sly, little smile.  “She also wanted me to ask you to join her at that corner booth.”  He jerked his thumb to the back corner of the bar.  I picked up the drink and lifted it as a little toast to her.  For the first time I saw her smile and nod her head slightly before she stood up to move over to the booth.

I got off my own stool and walked around the corner of the bar.  She was moving back to the booth slowly so I got a good look at her form and all I can say is OH MY GOD.  She walked in a sultry way and I’m ashamed to say I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass.  When she got to the table she turned around and slid down into the booth with her back to the wall.  She smiled and watched as I tried not to look like a drunken fool walking over to the table.

“Did you like the view?” she asked playfully as I sat down.

“I’m sorry?” I replied a little confused.

She smiled and pointed to the wall behind her and I noticed a reflective mirror with some beer logo on it.  She had been watching me stare at her ass as she came down the isle.

“Ohhh ummm hahah” it was awkward now for me.  Totally awkward.

“It’s okay” she said smiling. “It’s what you like isn’t it?”

It’s true though, I do prefer a woman’s ass to her chest any day.

“It’s amazing” I replied knowing I sounded like a fool after acting like one.  Now that I’m sitting right across from her I knew she was something special and not someone you’d pick up and forget later.  At this point I started to feel a little out of my league and realized I should just walk away.

She must have sensed what I was feeling because she laughed.  She reached out and placed a hand on my wrist and said “Don’t worry; it’s what I like about men as well”, and I relaxed a little.

“I’m Marquesa, and you are?” she asked softly.

“Oh, I’m sorry where are my manners.  I’m Dave.” I replied still a bit flustered by this turn of events.  “Forgive me, it’s been a long week and I’m just not myself at the moment”.  I was trying to regain some of my composure after having a little too much to drink and that whole thing with her ring and pendant.

“Oh it’s okay” she said softly “I kind of like you this way” she said with a hint of mischief.

With that she reached into her purse and pulled out some lipstick.  She lifted the tube to her lovely lips with her ring hand and I found my eyes drawn back to that shiny stone.

I recall her applying the lipstick and as I watched the ring reflected the light again.  Things sort of got a little more blurry but I seem to recall she was playing with her pendant again as well.

“My pendant is lovely isn’t it?” she asked me as she twisted it in a way that caught the light.  Her voice was soothing to me, and crept deep inside my mind.

“I’ve had that pendant for years now, and it’s served me rather well” she continued.  “Men like to watch it shine and sparkle.”

“Don’t you Dave?  Don’t you like to watch my pendant sparkle?” she asked softly.

All I could manage to do was say “Yes”.

“Good, Dave.  I like the way the stones catch and reflect the light.  How it shines, Dave. See how it shines.” she continued.

I was amazed at how beautiful and dazzling her pendant was.

“Now Dave I’m going to ask you a few questions, and I know you want to answer them honestly” she said “So be a good boy and be honest with me”

It became a rather one sided conversation.  She kept asking me questions, and I answered them because I had nothing to hide from her.  After awhile I found myself saying things I never told to another woman before.

And then everything slipped away.  The last thing I recall was saying something that made her smile and laugh, and then.. Nothing.

I mean it, it’s a TOTAL blank.

I woke up back in my apartment the next day.  I’m embarrassed to admit I don’t even recall leaving the bar or even coming home.  I think I had waaaay!! too much to drink that night.

I hopped out of bed and pulled back the drape a little.  From my window I saw my car where I usually parked it and I thanked the Goddess that I didn’t get into a car accident.

Um, did I just say ‘Goddess’?

Anyway.

I looked back towards my bed and I saw a pair of black panties on the pillow that had been next to me.  Don’t ask me how, but I knew the panties I found were hers.

Now I know what you’re thinking.  Any guy would laugh and love his little ‘trophy’.  But I don’t feel that way about this.  For some reason I know they are special and need to be treated specially.  They were lying neatly on the pillow and had a faint trace of her perfume.

I picked them up and found I had an almost irresistible compulsion to smell her perfume on them.  Instantly I became hard as a rock and wanted more. so much more…

But I had a list of things to do first.

A list of things I needed to do to please the Goddess Marquesa..