On a lonely Valentine's Day, the pawg bartender consoles me.

According to them, if you find yourself more attracted to someone else than your current partner, that is a sign that your relationship has ended. I was more attracted to the PAWG of a bartender than my current girlfriend in my case.

Chelsea was her name. Of course, I was embarrassed. One could even say I was emotionally cheating.

It was impossible to deny it. It was a sign that the flame between us was really dying.

My girlfriend and I were in a relationship that was falling apart and Chelsea had a big bubbly nose that I could not help but admire every time I went to their bar.

Be captivated by the new PAWG in town

My girlfriend and I got into a big fight last month. We were beginning to realise that we had fundamental incompatibilities.

It's difficult to end a two-year-old relationship, despite this. I was depressed, and then I discovered a new speakeasy in town that many people hadn't heard of.

It was quiet and private, and very few people were there. It was the ideal place to drown my sorrows in alcohol.

I found my way into the main bar at the end of the darkened, dimly lit area. Behind the bar, a woman was fixing the bottles.

Her waist was hourglass-shaped and protruded from her backside.

She smiled and said, "Hi, can you get anything?" before turning her back to me.

Her cute face was highlighted by her silky-smooth, blonde hair.

Yup, she was a PAWG certified.

"O-oh! um ..." I said, really stunned by her eyes.

Even her breasts were large. They were visible through her clothes, and even her apron.

I won't lie. I could already picture her giving me a titty-fuck.

They were so beautiful that I began to stare at them. I quickly turned my attention away.

Did she see? We don't know.

I was given a drink by her... and her number

"Yeah?"

"Uh, well, since I'm new here, any signature cocktails you'd suggest?"

She smiled. "Yes, we're still new here. "How about I make your house special?"

"Okay, sure," she smiled at me.

As she mixed the drink, I watched. I bet my eyes were drawn to her as she mixed the drink every time she turned her back toward me.

Her large, swollen thighs almost seemed to jiggle through her jeans.

She gave me my drink and said "So, what brings us here?" "I noticed that your mood has been a little down since the moment you arrived."

I had a small glass of the cocktail she prepared for me. It was quite good.

"Just you know... Problems," I shrugged.

"Girlfriend?"

"N-nah. I'm single," I lied.

She said, "I see, she sees." "Well, I'm gonna not pry. You're always welcome.

"Thanks. This drink is amazing, by the way. "I definitely want to come back here again, but it is difficult to find your place," I said.

I swallowed, making my decision. "Can you give me your number so I can ask for directions the next time that I want to come?"

She laughed. She smiled at me cheekily.

She gigglingly said, "Not exactly smooth but I'll give it a chance." "I'm Chelsea."

My girlfriend and I are going to a PAWG.

I left the bar staring at the PAWG with a goddamn boner.

I did not want to cheat on my girlfriend so I decided to end the relationship.

My girlfriend was missing when I got home.

A package was found in our bedroom. I had bought it months ago and planned to surprise her next Valentine's Day.

A letter was left by my girlfriend explaining that she had broken up with me. She probably broke up with me first.

I broke down. It was extremely difficult to let go of her, despite all the pain.

However, by Valentine's Day I felt completely done with it. I was especially surprised to suddenly remember that I had Chelsea’s number.

"Hi, Chelsea. "How do you get back to the bar?" I asked her, calling her in the afternoon.

"Oh, but I won't work today. "Do you still want to go there?" she asked, flirting with me.

"Well, I'd like to go there and get a drink.

"Hmmm... Maybe some other time. "If you want to go somewhere fascinating, I'm open to it."

It was a date then.

Valentine's Day: Fuck the PAWG

Instant chemistry was evident. We talked and did random things throughout the day, even though it was past midnight.

She said, "You know, it was painfully obvious back at the bar."

I sighed. "I'm sorry. "I can't resist a hot PAW."

She laughed. She laughed.

I laughed. "Like technically at least?"

She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Ugh, men."

We quickly returned to my apartment, and we started looking at each other as soon as we entered.

I worked my way down her body, until I found her moist, shaved pussy. I then buried my face in her folds.

She was about to cum. She squeezed my head between two of her thick, silky thighs, and squirted into my face.

It was messy, but it was hot.

She said, "You said that you liked asses?"

I nodded.

"You ate me out well. "Lie down, let me reward you," she purred in serious mommy vibes.

She climbed up on my hips and then turned around. As I watched, her ass was in front of me and she was sinking down my stiff cock.

She giggled and I groaned. She knew that I was not going to make it.