[ENF] The Piano Bar

[Diovan]

Several years ago just after graduating college, my buddy Ross and I sc****d up some money and decided to take a weeklong trip to Hawaii. After spending most evenings trolling around the local dive bars on Oahu we decided one evening to put our best duds on and head to one of the high-end hotel bars on Waikiki Beach. The one we chose had an indoor/outdoor piano bar just off the beach. It was a covered bar, completely open on three sides. There was a regular bar across the one wall and a grand piano/bar in the center of a sprawling thickly carpeted floor. It was a very opulent place. The clientele was decidedly older than my buddy and I and everyone was very well dressed.

Ross considered himself quite the ladies man. The truth is - he was, he rarely slept alone! As we entered the bar he instantly spied the woman of his interest and we made our way to two vacant seats at the piano bar. Ross sidled up next to this raven haired beauty. She was at least ten years older than Ross or I but was a total knockout – and knew it. She had her hair coifed in loose curls that bounced off her tanned shoulders. She wore an expensive looking lime green dress with a deep neckline held up by thin spaghetti straps. The hem of her dress was very high, leaving a great amount of her perfectly smooth, shapely tanned legs to be admired.

Her name was Carol. She and her friend Karen were also in Hawaii on vacation. Karen was sitting on the other side of the piano. She wasn’t nearly as good looking as Carol, but had already found a man to keep her company. Based on the empty glasses in front of them, the girls had been at the bar a while.
Ross immediately engaged Carol in conversation. And the second Ross started to speak she raised her finger to the bartender and ordered a drink. When the drink arrived, she looked right at Ross as the bartender placed the tab next to him. I remember distinctly NOT being impressed with this maneuver. Ross and I did not have a lot of money and these drinks were NOT cheap! Ross gallantly noted the bill as if he were a high-roller and continued working on his mark.

I felt a bit like a third wheel watching Ross talk to Carol but I’d been in that position before. Ross was always quick to engage women wherever we went. So, I solaced myself by looking at Carol, watching the casual way she would cross and uncross her absolutely stunning legs. Each time her skirt riding just a bit higher on her thigh, but in such a way that a stolen glance up her skirt stayed just out of view.

Up until that evening I didn’t know what a Long Island Iced Tea was, but that was Carol’s drink of choice. As the evening progressed I watched as both she and Ross order a series of them for themselves; me being more concerned about the cost of the drink than the taste. At some point in the evening I remember looking to the other side of the piano and noticing Karen and her male companion were no longer to be found. They had made a rather stealthy exit. This was a disappointment for me as I was hoping the guy would give up on her and I would have a chance to make my move. But it was not to be for me.

As the fourth (or fifth) tea arrived for Carol I was beginning to smell a rat. I began to suspect that Carol wasn’t in the bar to meet anyone; Carol had come to that expensive bar dressed in that seductive dress with the singular goal of letting guys look at her legs while she soaked them for drinks. I knew what Ross’s goal was, but by the way she was sucking the drinks down and fobbing the bill on him I was certain she was simply going to teach him an expensive life lesson.

As the crowd started to thin and I started getting a bit restless, it finally looked as though Ross was ready to make his move. I feigned interest in whatever the piano player was doing as I listened to him invite Carol for a late night stroll on the beach. I casually looked in her direction for her reaction and watched her lazily wave her hand in a dismissive gesture will sloppily shaking her head no. It appeared that her drink choice had started sneaking up on her. She still had her legs crossed, but in a more relaxed manner. Her face was slightly flushed and she seemed to have a difficult time focusing. She licked her lips repeatedly as she attempted to fabricate an excuse for not joining Ross on the beach. Then in a grand, drunken gesture she slapped her hand down on the bar and pushed the final bar tab under Ross’s elbow.

She slurred a ‘good night’ and stepped out of her chair. We watched her turn away from us on her beautifully tanned yet wobbly legs. She made a zigzag course towards the exit and then wobbled to a halt. I stared at her shapely ass. For a brief moment I thought she might turn around and return to the piano; her exit just some kind of ruse. Instead she continued facing the door, paused, then took one step forward. She then executed a perfect face plant onto the carpeted floor. Her raven hair sprawled over her face; her arms flew up by her sides and her beautiful short, lime green dress came up over her waist completely exposing her pantiless ass! Her legs had spread slightly and Ross and I stared right up between her legs and took in her beautiful unshaven pussy mound. Our gorgeous ‘queen of booze extortion’ lay flat out on the floor of this opulent piano bar unconscious with her ass and pussy completely exposed to all the patrons!

I heard Ross give off a throaty chuckle as he took in the sight, throwing some money on the bar. There weren’t that many people in the place but those that were there must have been taken aback by this unexpected sight. No one made a move, though everyone looked! I think everyone was expecting someone else to do something! After throwing his money down, Ross got out of his seat and I followed. He walked towards Carol, carefully checking her ass as he approached. I thought he was going to reach down and help her. Instead he walked RIGHT PAST her, keeping his eye on her ass as he did, and we continued straight out the exit!

[dognheat]

Great ending.

[dingo22uk]

I love that story mate most excellent. I was right there in the bar with you both willing you on. It was the right thing to do, well done.