A holiday to remember | |||
Author: Max | |||
Added: Aug 06 2003 | Views / Reads: 1890 / 1555 [82%] | Story vote: 8.50 (4 votes) | |
My friend and I get invited back to a barmaids flat and end up discovering more about each other then we expected | |||
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My friend James and I had been travelling across Europe by train for about two weeks when this story starts. James is a year older than me, being 28, and is 6ft tall and well built. We had been friends since school and, I thought, knew everything about each other that there was to know.We got off the train at Paris and made our way to bed and breakfast that our travel guide recommended. After we had checked in and unpacked we went to the pub around the corner for a few drinks. It was an Irish bar, which we found quite amusing to find in Paris. While we were sipping on our Guinness James pointed out one of the barmaids to me. Now we both share the same taste in women. We like redheads with large breasts. Beyond that we differ, he preferring bigger built lasses and I preferring slender lasses. This barmaid that he pointed out could easily star in both of our fantasies as she was 5ft 8, with long wavy red hair, and lovely large firm breasts that stretched the uniform T-shirt she wore to the limit. She was large enough to have curves in all the right places but was well toned with it.
I exchanged a look with James and knew that for the rest of the night we would be competitors in a friendly rivalry. James made the first move by asking for another pint and when she came across he asked her name. She told us that she was called Mandy, James explained that we were travelling Europe looking to experience all of the local customs and sights. She in turn told us that she hadn't long moved to Paris from ...
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