Bar Girl Ch. 03

Blen made the blow-job sign and smiled suggestively while griping hard on his penis with her other hand.

"There is no commitment, it is reasonably priced at 600 pesos, with satisfaction guaranteed. You can afford that. Or, think of it this way, can you afford to miss this chance of a happy remembrance?"

He looked at Blen, smiled, raised his arms. "I give in ... take my money ... take my money."

"There Blen ... you have a customer," said Mama. "The waitress will sort you out, Sir. Now, enjoy yourself. I am sure you will." She gathered the photos and left, and the waitress took the money.

"Bring me a beer, and a ladies drink. We'll just sit here, for a while, first."

He lifted Blen onto his lap and introduced himself. "I'm Gary, Blen. I feel I know you better already than I knew my ex-wife, I've certainly seen more of you."

She ground her bottom on his erection. "Thaaank you for choosing me, Siiir."

Anabel suddenly appeared, and resting one foot on the bar, pulled the crotch of her thong to one side. "Would you like to see a shaved pussy? Would you like to take a photo?" she shrieked. All the girls laughed hilariously and stamped their feet.

When the excitement of the occasion settled down, and Gary had finished his beer, Blen took him by the hand and led him across the bar to the booth. She was aware that all eyes in the club were following her, and raised her chin and swayed her hips to impress. The image reflected in the mirror pleased her. Before pulling the curtain, the waitress put down the silver bowl with a bump. When she got to the part in the routine where she stood Gary's penis erect, she took a sachet from the bowl and opened it to extract a pleasant smelling moist tissue, which she used to thoroughly clean Gary's penis, then another cloth to dry it off. She opened the bottle of rubbing alcohol, poured some into a hand and began to massage Gary's penis.

"Ahhhhhh." Gary sighed contentedly as the pleasing friction of her hand combined with the teasing sensation of evaporating alcohol. Blen then fixed his eyes with hers, and began to seek out his pleasure points, determined to use her lips, tongue, and cheeks in the silent communication of the greatest possible pleasure. While one hand secured his penis, her other slid between her thighs to discharge the excitement aroused by the sight of her photos. She brought herself to a climax as he jetted over her face.

About half-past-ten, while Blen was on stage, Precious entered, dressed smartly in new clothes, and leading a blonde haired, bespectacled guy of about thirty. She and Amor greeted her raucously, having seen little of her over the past two days. She came over, climbed up on the footrest of the bar, and exchanged hugs.

"This is Klaus." She looked fondly at her companion. "These are my friends from home," she told him.

He nodded agreeably. The girls started to gossip.

"Would your friends like a drink? We can sit up there." He led the way to his chosen table, and they all settled around it. "A San Miguel light, and drinks for three girls," Klaus told the waitress.

"Where is Girlie?" asked Precious.

"Her customer come back for her," said Amor, then asked, "Have you been to the lady-house yet?"

Precious had not. While they were discussing the lady-house Mama approached.

"Hello Precious. Are all things good?"

"All is good," she gushed.

"We will be going away for a few days," Klaus told Mama, "just a diving trip. We will be back on Friday." He pulled out his wallet and counted some notes.

"Where are you going?"

"Puerto Galera." Klaus handed the notes to Mama.

"Oh, that is very nice." Mama counted the money, then looked up to confirm. "Seven days?"

"Yes, just a short trip, we will travel down on Monday."

The waitress wrote out a chit.

"But we do need to go to Hygiene on Monday morning to register for your licence," Mama reminded Precious.

Klaus was keen to oblige. "I will book the car for the afternoon. We can get a boat at any time from Batangas."

"Do you have some spending money for the trip?" Mama asked Precious.

Klaus felt she was now his responsibility. "I'll take care of Precious."

"You are a very lucky girl. Be sure to keep him happy."

"Oh yes, she does." Klaus sounded smug and content.

Precious looked at Klaus admiringly. Blen and Amor looked at him, wide-eyed with envy.