The Plot: A soiree in a BAR!

Evening about 8 pm, I look at my drink at the bar, fingers around the rim of the glass. sitting there reminiscing whether all that happened over last week was real or what. Not like it was a big fight or something but constantly being told by Mark on what to do and what not to do was a situation that i had started despising. Don't wear this, Don't wear that and it was not like we were engaged or something. We were childhood sweethearts and of course i wanted to marry him and it was all rosy and thorny every now and then but thought of me wanting to escape this had never come before to my mind.

The not so blaring rock music at the bar and the uncanny audience around me which i cared less about was not taking my conflicting thoughts away. I didn't have a car so i hitched a ride and just strayed out of the city. I had not checked into a hotel, not that there was a posh place nearby but my backpack was just near me. I thought a drink would keep the chaotic thoughts off my mind but it wasn't helping at all.

Dressed in my shorts and a tank top with a jacket covering my snug frame. The high boots didn't make me feel out of place either. Most people were engaged with their pals and friends and i could see some staring eyes when i had walked in but none capable enough to sway me from my day dream."Madame, would you like another drink?" i was so spaced out and unaware of my surroundings, the bar tender kept on asking.

Now the premise of the plot, i believe is pretty clear. I am looking for some Old sly man or a charming man, don't want some handsome bloke, a charismatic, sweet talking, mature not caring, lust seeking man who can make this beauty feel cozy enough to have his way with her.

Please don't treat her like a damsel in distress. this is not going to be a pity fuck nor this going to be a walk in the park. Detailed men only apply. (Kinks & Limits in other posts along with how to approach me are there in my intro).