As I sit here and feel pity for myself. I am taking time to reflect on all the bad one nighters I have had in my miserable lifetime. I have had girls cry after sex with me, girls lay motionless during the act, and I even had a girl throw up during sex with me. This one night though takes the cake for me........
I was 19 years old and thinking I was the Mack Daddy. Living in NYC, going to a lot of concerts, and drinking at many of the decent clubs/bars in the area. Well one night I hit a bar I frequented regularly on 19th and Broadway to have a drink. That week a new bartender started working there, and she was quite fetching. Spanish/Italian mix, late 20's and perky boobies. Anyway, I hung at the bar till closing shooting the s**t with her and drinking pretty heavily. Unbeknownst to me, she was drinking as she was serving. I got enough courage to ask her if I could walk her home, and she said yes. As we walked down a side street, I saw a flat fire hydrant and the next thing we know, we were going at it. As she rode me on the hydrant, I lifted up her top to expose those beautiful breasts. As she began to ride me, my eyes were peering over her shoulder onto the street. Across the street, in the dark, was a Police car watching all the action. As soon as my eyes caught the police car, their lights went on. The girl who had been in full coitous with me jumped up and began to run down the street. One of the cops grabbed me and the other cop ran after her. The cop who nabbed me accused me of solicitation because he didn't believe I could be having sex with a hot girl for free. To make matters worse, the girl happened to live on the street we were f**king on with her HUSBAND. The cop brought her to her door where the husband answered it. He had to vouch to the officer that she was not a prostitute, and that she was only having an affair. I had to stand by and get validated by a man who would have killed me with one hand. Next day I went into the bar to talk to the girl, and she had a black eye. No lie. She stayed silent the whole night. I continued to drink in the bar, and I think about a week later she was never seen working there again.
I was 19 years old and thinking I was the Mack Daddy. Living in NYC, going to a lot of concerts, and drinking at many of the decent clubs/bars in the area. Well one night I hit a bar I frequented regularly on 19th and Broadway to have a drink. That week a new bartender started working there, and she was quite fetching. Spanish/Italian mix, late 20's and perky boobies. Anyway, I hung at the bar till closing shooting the s**t with her and drinking pretty heavily. Unbeknownst to me, she was drinking as she was serving. I got enough courage to ask her if I could walk her home, and she said yes. As we walked down a side street, I saw a flat fire hydrant and the next thing we know, we were going at it. As she rode me on the hydrant, I lifted up her top to expose those beautiful breasts. As she began to ride me, my eyes were peering over her shoulder onto the street. Across the street, in the dark, was a Police car watching all the action. As soon as my eyes caught the police car, their lights went on. The girl who had been in full coitous with me jumped up and began to run down the street. One of the cops grabbed me and the other cop ran after her. The cop who nabbed me accused me of solicitation because he didn't believe I could be having sex with a hot girl for free. To make matters worse, the girl happened to live on the street we were f**king on with her HUSBAND. The cop brought her to her door where the husband answered it. He had to vouch to the officer that she was not a prostitute, and that she was only having an affair. I had to stand by and get validated by a man who would have killed me with one hand. Next day I went into the bar to talk to the girl, and she had a black eye. No lie. She stayed silent the whole night. I continued to drink in the bar, and I think about a week later she was never seen working there again.