A DRUNK GIRL WALKS IN THE BAKERY
Warnings: swearing, a bit of smut 😁
"So this is not the bar?" She mused almost surprised but quite delight to realise that herself.
And the baker sat behind for a moment watching her. All dressed up, littl' dress, littl' perfume and lots of booze on her veins. "How the fuck ya manage to crawl up here, treacle?" He smirked folding hands on the desktop marveling over the waving from the alcohol beauty before him. She chuckled lightly like a bell and looked around. Obviously,she had no idea herself.
"I was at the ah..you know.." she mumbled pointing out towards the door. "The uhm..the bar. My friend left with a bloke and i was left behind to finish the drinks that we paid for..boop.." Swaying she landed on the chair across his desk and he sighed in desperation. First,he had to find out where this came from and send it from the same way. Second,he needs to find Ollie and run his cane on his back for the loosen guarding of the bakery and third..well fuck! Where he supposed to send her like that?
"Ya have anyone you'd like to call now?" He asked but ignoring his question if she even heard or consider of it ostentatiously stretch her legs on his desk and with a long relaxed sigh she smiled.
"No.." the answer came smoothly. "I live in Paris.." Fuckin' great,he thought. "Oh no,no Paris.." she tried to remember. "I was in Paris two days ago..i think." But Alfie's patience started to pay off.
"Right..we don't care about that right now,do we?" He rub hands and at once stood up knowing that this little pain need a hotel room or something. Not that he was any kind of a gentleman but he knew exactly what it will happen to her if he let her loose on the streets like that,she was even lucky to make it here without being pushed down. And last thing he wanted was another rape or murder in his "yard". "Stand up now, don't get ya self comfortable." He beckons. "We need to find ya a room to stay.." he walked around to help her up and she grabbed his hand and put it on her cheek.
"Your room?" The smug smirk rise across her lips. Her small face almost vanish half of it covered with his big rough hand yet it seemed like she found it quite smooth to rub her cheek on it. Which surely didn't escaped unnoticed or ineffectively from him. He raised a brow on that. "But.." she pointed out. "I must tell you,mr bartender, I'm a bit a confused..."
"Yes,that too." She sighed deeply and he looked at her bossom rising and falling heavily when she took his hand from her cheek and rest it in between her breasts. "You have many rings and that confuses me..Am i stepping on someone else's field?"
Alfie narrow his dark eyes on her and couldn't help but run a look on his hand nesting on her tits. "Ya steppin' on my field, treacle.." he grunt. "Strangely enough ya managed to pass guards and big lads that keep it tight around, ain't ya?" Suddenly, something hit him really hard like awaking. Without a second thought,with a swift move he remove his hand from her breasts and grab her neck. He leans down on her and looked at her not so scared expression. "Who send ya?" He whispers threateningly. "Talk now and i promise I won't hurt ya,hm.."
"I take from this that you're not married.." she grins although he had a tight fist around her. "Is this foreplay? Are we on it already?" He couldn't help but snorted and let down his hand.
"Fuckin' hell.." he shakes his head. "Stand up.." he said straight up and intended to grab his coat he continues. "I need to take ya.." but before he could finish his sentence he hears behind him all the content of his desk being sharply removed from the desktop with his papers flying across the room and her indolently laying on his desktop.
"Oh yes, please. That would be wonderful to take me." She chuckled softly watching him as soft curls from her hair fall on her face.
"Ya would wake up screamin' on my ears so no. Get ya arse down of it." He commands and she narrow her eyes. "Don't gimme that look and step down!" He said with authority. He was the boss there anyway. He wouldn't allow someone just because she have a booze heat to destroy his office.
But she was drunk and unaware of there and mostly with who she was. "Are you gay?" She asked him simply and blast in laugher. "Oh no, such a walk i bet you carry a heavy weight between your legs."
He hangs back the coat on the nail and sighed. This is going to be a long night,he thought and walked back towards her crossing his arms under his chest.
When he reached at the desk and looked down at the intruder stretching like a cat on his desk he grunt. "Ya have ten seconds to crawl down." His husky voice only escalate her already heaten up head.
"Why?" She meows teasing his apron around his waist. "You clean the desk and I'm dusting it?" She smirked pulling him closer from the strings.
"Why it's so fuckin' difficult for ya to summon some sense and leave this place,hm?" He pondered out loud making her giggle. Her silk dress wrinkled up as she wrap her legs around him. And he sighed cus obviously had no other choice than carry her on the car. With a deep grown he pick her up as she grab her coat and purse same as he did with his coat on the way out.
"Alfie?" Ollie appeared when he reached the way out.
"No comments. We'll talk tomorrow about where ya have been this evenin', right?" That was a straight threat to him that he better have an excuse about his absence.
"He's taking me to him room to make love to me!" She happily lay her head on Alfie's shoulder caressing his back. Watching all this Ollie snorted and Alfie roll his eyes.
"Shut up.." he murmured stepping outside to find the car and shove her in.
The way to the house was equally painful and torturing for him. She was all over him, kissing his neck, rubbing his thigh as he drive she almost straddle him in the middle of the fucking way. Constantly testing his limits to the point the idea to pull over and fuck her was tempting. But of course,he wasn't a saint or a gentleman. Once the door was closed behind they throw the coats on the couch and after a small session of eating eachother's face against the wall they end up fucking like dogs on the rag.
Later on he found himself in the painful position of the floor with the back against it and her on top of him riding him like a racehorse. "Sweet Jesus! Fuck!" She moans at the final throes. Delightful and smiling with both Alfie's hands on her breasts.
She finally unmount him and stood up. He was even surprised that she had a courage to stand up so quickly while he was still panting like a dog on the carpet completely worn out. "You know, Alfie.." she said walking to the couch and pull out a cigarette from her purse and lit it up dragging in the smoke then letting it out. "I suspect that you're not a bartender.." she mused making him snorted. But before he knew she had pulled out a gun aiming as the smile on his face froze and slowly faded away.
"Who are you?" He asked grave serious. He was in a bad position even to react. Pantless and helpless on the floor with a gun pointing at him.
"Romanovs send their regards." She grins and once he attended to move she gribs the gun tight. "Ah..ah..if i was you i wouldn't do that." She warned him. "Where is the egg?" Having no other choice Alfie stood up slowly picking up his clothes and his smashed pride and deliver it to her from the strong box. And she didn't let him to get close of course. She wasn't stupid. Being smart enough to know that he could easily push her down if she gets closer she asked him to put the Fabergé on the table and step behind. Once she had the egg and she was fully dressed she sighed sadly watching him. "It's sad that you'll probably want to kill me from now on cus i really wanted a second date." She smirked.
"Ya can have it.." Alfie shrugged. "Put the egg down and everything will be forgotten,yeh?" She giggled at the obvious lie but couldn't help and bite her lips.
"As a jeweller you must know that if there's something more rare than a fine cock like yours it's definitely a Fabergé." Taking few steps towards the door she looked behind once again and smiled. "It was a pleasure, Mr Solomons." She dips her head in courtesy and vanish in the dark night.
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