"Alex, are you playing or not?" John called over to me, from the pool table.

"Is it my turn? Has no-one beaten the young lady, yet? You must all be off your game," I replied.

As a group of young men, we had entered the pub and we had seen the young lady stood by the pool table, she was knocking the balls about, practicing, we decided.

As usual, we ordered our drinks, four pints of best bitter, and then we put our fifty pence pieces, on the table edge. The rule was that, to challenge the person on the table; the winner of the game stayed on the table, and the next person then played the winner of the previous game. I was the last to place the challenge; I was expecting to play one of the other members of the pool team, we all played for the pub. Much to everyone's surprise, she had beaten three, of my companions, and easily.

"Now, we shall see if you can play. My name is, Alex. Would you like to rack the balls, or shall, I?" I asked smiling at her, as I looked her up and down assessing her figure.

The lady was a similar age or there about, to me, and had a very nice figure. She had black hair down to the middle of her back, straight and very shiny, an olive complexion, dark and alluring, brown eyes that sparkled and deep, full red lips. She also had a bust, a full bust, held securely in her bra and so tempting, as she racked the balls up, bending over allowing a large expanse of flesh, to show. A trim waist and broad hips, but firm and very tasty, as the lads had commented, whilst they had been waiting, a short skirt that showed her legs off to their best, thigh boots in black, with stiletto heels. A white blouse that hid very little, it was so flimsy, almost transparent, and stockings, which when she bent over the tops were on show, as were the bottom of her suspenders. If she were after a man, then she was showing everything that would interest him, yet not, all covered, veiled, but on offer, as it were.

As is the custom, I tossed for the break with the woman, and she won, allowing me, to break, I potted one of each on the break and then potted another, before setting up the next ball and handing the table over to her.

"Sorry, I didn't catch your name?" I asked, she hadn't offered it, like I had in introduction.

"Suzy, with a 'Z'. Are you trying to put me off my shot, speaking to me?" She asked with a smile.

"No, sorry, please take your shot. I just like to know the names of the people I beat, that is all," I said confidently.

"Are you as good in bed?" She asked me, still smiling confidently.

If there was ever a question to throw a man; that was it, I was sure I had blushed. It isn't normal for the woman to be so direct, it threw me.

"I-I, pardon, did you ask me how good I was, in bed?" I asked, shocked by her directness.

"Yes," she replied, unashamedly.

"Erm, well, erm, yes. Would you like to find out?" I asked, not knowing really what to say, I was somewhat old fashioned, and I liked to be the one to make the first move.

"Hum," she said and stood up looking me up and down, as if inspecting the goods on offer.

Suzy put her hand to her chin in thought, and unashamedly studied me, then bent back down and took her shot, potting three balls and knocking the one; I had set up, off the pocket.

I moved to the table, it was my turn. She walked up to me and grabbed my balls and had a feel.

"Now, who is putting whom, off their shot? If, you don't mind?" I asked, not angrily, I was enjoying her attentions, as my dick was, by its reactions.

"Yes, there are possibilities. Why are you taking that shot? The ball over there would be the better shot, you should be able to clear, from that point," she advised me, casually.

"But, if I miss, I will leave you on, and then you could clear. This shot doesn't leave you on, and I may clear form here. The black would be tricky, but you still have four balls to clear and two of them are against the cushion," I said, after a brief study of her comment.

I managed to pot another three and then left the white ball by the cushion, a difficult shot for her, and to even things up, when she bent down, I grabbed her clit from behind, she opened her legs and I had a good feel.

"You are right, there are possibilities," I said, as I removed my hand from between her legs, to allow her to take her shot.

"Please, feel free, you won't put me off my shot. You have lost, anyway; I will now clear the table. Put another fifty pence on the table, unless you have a table in your home, we could play for forfeits, there," Suzy said in a matter of fact way, unaffected by my fondling of her clit.

I was shocked when she potted all the balls, hers first, then the black and then mine, one after the other. Or was it the casual way she talked about us having sex. I didn't have a table at home and told her, putting a fifty pence piece on the table, which she picked up.

"I do, shall we go?" Suzy asked casually, it was the first time that I had been propositioned, by a woman.

"See you tomorrow night lads. I am on a promise; then again, it all depends on whether or not I am invited back tomorrow night, for more sex," I boasted quietly to the lads, finishing my drink.

"You asked her for a date?" Ian asked somewhat shocked, at the speed.

"No, she asked me to fuck her. No date, none of that rubbish, she just grabbed my balls, grunted approval. I grabbed her clit, getting my own back, and she asked me, if I would like to fuck her," I said beaming as I told them, and watching their looks, of utter, disbelief.

"She asked you for a date, she must be desperate," Colin said as a joke.

"No, Colin, a fuck, no date, no messing about. Honestly, she grabbed my balls, so I grabbed her clit, and she asked me if I wanted to fuck her. We are going to her place to play strip pool; then I get to fuck her," I boasted, adding, "I had my finger up her, as she played the shot, and even that, didn't put her off," I lied.

"Fucking hell, Alex, some people get all the luck. Be careful, she is a cocky cunt; you could end up fucked, in more ways than one, with her," Colin said.

I followed her out of the bar and down the street, we did talk, mainly, she asked me about my family, I had none, friends, just the lads, work, currently unemployed, things like that. She seemed to do all the asking when I asked her about her family, meaning husband, she had brushed it aside, saying not at the moment, and then once again eyed me up and down, as if appraising me for a potential husband, which I didn't like. I was not the marrying type; fuck them and forget them was my motto.

We turned into a side alley and then out at the back into a car park, and then I began to fell funny. The next thing I knew, I was on a bed and looking up at a large mirror. It was showing me, naked on the bed, and she was lying also naked, next to me. My thoughts of her sexiness and her attributes were not underestimated, she was all I imagined.

Firm tits that pointed up even without a bra, a trim waist, and legs that were so, so shapely, there wasn't a triangle between her legs, she was shaven, but the smile was very evident as was her mount Venus.

I rolled over and put my arm around her neck and pulled her to me, she smiled at me and pulled me to her, kissing me intensely, her hand went down to my cock and she grabbed hold of it, not a gently feel, she gripped it tight. I winced; she actually hurt me as she grabbed him, so tight.

"Slow down. We don't have to rush. Allow me," I said, eager to get her to relax her grip.

"It has been approved, I can have you. Now we fuck, that is what you call it, isn't it? I was worried that you wouldn't wake up, but you have, so we fuck now, ok," she said unemotionally as if it were a job, a duty.

"Yes, we fuck; as you put it, but we don't need to rush, we can enjoy the build-up. Allow me to caress your breasts and rub your clit, to bring you to the boil. Allow me to get your juices flowing, so that he slips in easily, comfortably," I said, that was when it hit me, 'wake up', what did she mean?

"You said wake up, have I been asleep? I must have, we are naked and haven't played pool. Do you not want to play, strip pool, as we were going to?" I asked, now becoming confused, how had I got here, where was here, and why, asleep?

"It is the shock usually that kills them, but with you, we put you to sleep first, and it worked," Suzy said casually, as if it were quite normal.

"Shock, kills, what shock? And kills who?" I asked now concerned even more.

"We will talk later, after you have impregnated me. We will have a day or two to talk," she said confidently, and pulled me to her kissing me hard, bruising my lips.

"Whoa, hold it, no way. I do not want you to have a baby, a fuck, was all we said," I said and rolled off her.

"Yes, sorry, a fuck, but I want you to shoot it up me. Don't worry, I will not be pregnant," she said and smiled at me, pulling me back on top of her and kissing me hard.

"You're on the pill, great. I don't have a condom with me, I presumed you did," I said casually.

"I will not become pregnant, do not worry about that. Fuck me, come on, I am so randy, and I want your dick up me, hard and throbbing, I need your dick," Suzy said, holding me tight and kissing me in between the words, all over my face and lips, stopping my reply.

I pondered for a moment on my position, what should I do? I had a very sexy chick, lying naked underneath him, her tits are digging into my chest, and I had the urge, and a rising dick from her attentions, to it. I came here to fuck her, with just the one intention and she has told me that she wants it bare back. She is on the pill, she must be, so, I got down to the job.

I kissed her hard and pushed my tongue into her mouth, she reciprocated and then I put my hand to her firm breast. I have never felt one so firm, they didn't flop as normal they stayed pointing up, and I had the full feel of them, rounded and firm, and so, so sexy. Her nipples stuck out not like pimples, but like rods, digging into the palm of my hand. After a few moments she took hold of my dick, this time more gently and began to rub my cock, so I progressed down and slipped a finger inside her, and began to slip it in and out.

Again it was odd, as I slipped my finger into her, it slid in easily, tight, but easily into her well lubricated vagina, and as I pulled it out, her muscles gripped it, like two sets of rollers squeezing it, then it slipped back in deep and easily, but as I pulled out, those two sets of rollers, gripped it again.