FSE

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It was just another normal night at the bar for Eve, her regulars had all come and gone and the night was winding down. Just as she thought the last customer was getting up to leave, and her night was over, a new feline figure entered the bar. When he took a seat at the bar, she approached him quickly, with a bright smile across her face.

"Hey there!" Her voice was bubbly as she stepped over in front of his seat, "What can I get for ya?"

The man sat there quietly, seemingly whispering as he spoke, "Just a beer, please."

Eve nodded, making her way over to one of the taps and pouring the biggest glass she had. As she walked back over, her hips swayed back and forth, her long tail playfully swatting behind her, "I don't think I've ever seen you here before, what brings you in tonight?"

The small cat shrugged in response, clearly not in his comfort zone. A small book laid on the seat next to him, causing Eve to tilt her head. "Whatcha reading?" She said, raising herself onto her tip-toes as if to inspect for herself. She leaned against the top of the bar, her large breasts becoming more prominent as she pushed them against the counter.

"Oh...it's nothing." He spoke, a blush flashing across his face as he flipped the book over, as if to keep it a secret.

Eve shrugged, beginning to get a vibe that he wanted to be left alone. "Well. My name's Eve if you need anything, cutie." She smiled once more before she turned around and went back to some of her other job duties. Her skimpy outfit was well formed around her back and ass, showing off all she had to offer.

The cat sitting at the counter couldn't help but stare as the leopard's tail continued to swish back and forth, causing another large blush to come across his face. He pulled his book up from it's spot on the seat and turned to his marked page, trying to get some reading done. He realized soon, however, that he couldn't focus. The bar was quiet and had the right environment to get some reading done, but the poor boy couldn't take his eyes off of the bartender.

When he worked up some nerve, he spoke up, having drained most of his glass, "E...eve?" It came out rather raspy and Eve could barely hear it over her own thoughts, but she turned around nonetheless.

"Yes, deary?"

"Could I get another? And maybe a menu...? If it's not too much trouble."

A soft smile flashed across her face, finding his awkward shyness charming, "It's no trouble at all." She pulled a menu out from underneath the backside of the counter and tossed it over in front of him. Then turned back around to pour him another beer. Within a minute or two, she had it sitting down in front of him, the foam on the top seeping over the ledge of the glass just a little.

"Decide on what you wanted?" She said, pulling a pen from behind her ear and a pad of paper from her shorts' waistband.

"C-can I just have a large order of fries?"

"That's it? Nothing else caught your eye?"

Something has caught my eye, but I don't think it's on the menu, He thought with a shake of his head, motioning a 'no' in answer.

It wasn't too long before the boy's fries were done and in front of him, letting off a small smoke screen of steam from their spot on the counter.

"Need any ketchup?"

He nodded, and Eve quickly spun around to grab a bottle from the counter behind her. She plopped it down in front of him, tilting her head as if to say 'anything else?' When he didn't say anything she nodded slightly and went back to work.

God I wish I had the nerve to talk to her more. He thought, still in a trance with her appearance.

Eve was thinking similar thoughts, but he would never know, Strong silent types are so sexy. I wish I could get him to talk some more. What I would do to him if given the chance.

Her face betrayed her as she began to imagine things in her mind, but she played it off by making sure her back was turned away from him.

It wasn't long before his fries were cold, and the beer glass was warm, and Eve found herself asking once more, "Anything else today?"

The solo bar guest shook his head, reaching for his wallet in his back pocket, "How much do I owe you?"

Eve shook her head, she'd made more than enough that night, and loved making a cute boy smile, "It's on the house." She slid him a receipt that read $0 and written in slightly cursive lettering at the bottom read "Call me" With 10 dgits following it. When the boy looked up from his spot, the enchantress of a bartender was nowhere to be seen, causing a small smile to form on his face. He folded the piece of paper up nicely, placing it inside of his book as a bookmark. He wouldn't be able to lose it this way. He gathered his few items, tossing a large tip on the counter for when Eve came back out and made his exit. I'll definitely be coming back He thought, the bar's doors swinging shut as he entered the cool night outside.