The Seashell Lover

It was eight o'clock already and I wanted a drink. My girlfriends were suppose to meet me here at five and I was still waiting so I was in the perfect mood for a quick drink. As I was walking to the small bar I noticed a man sitting on a seat and it was weird since he was the only one there. He looked about forty and I thought maybe I could get a free drink. I mean I'm a young 21 year with not to bad breasts so I thought it would be easy but as soon as I sat down and looked into his eyes something came over me. His perfect blue eyes made me melt but not just the color but his eyes look like he's been threw a lot. "Hi there tiger," I flirted while leaning forward letting him see my "girls".

He smiled looking amused then replied " Lovely weather we're having" he was using sarcasm and I knew it because it was very fogging which isn't really surprising since we did live in San Francisco but I laughed anyway then smiled. The way he looked at me I could tell he wanted me and I kinda wanted him but then I reminded myself that I was here for one reason.

"So how about you get us some drinks," I whispered in his ear then grabbed his side. He laughed then pulled me closer which surprised me he was so front and confident that I couldn't help be a little turned on. I looked into eyes and he reminded me of an old sea man. That's when we started to make out.

Notes

Ok here's chapter one props to teenagefandom for picking Poseidon first and I know it's short but wait until the next chapter for some more detail and juicy stuff