Strangers in a Bar: A Collection of Four Stranger Hookup Shorts

By Ambyr Leigh

A steamy night at a local bar... A sultry evening at a motel pool...
Stolen caresses on a bus to the big city... A vow-breaking encounter with a young handyman...
For just one evening (or afternoon), these lovers come to know one another completely before moving on with the rest of their lives. It’s only for a night, but they’ll remember each other forever...
Strangers in a Bar is an erotic collection of four stranger hookup stories and is for people who love unrestrained desire, the risk of a public place, and the thrill of the unknown.
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Ambyr Leigh
• Release date: Mar 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215362723

Ambyr Leigh

Ambyr Leigh is an erotic fiction writer. She is the author of The Beach Series, The Cellar and The Package. Ambyr writes about cheating, older women with younger men, casual sex, secret encounters and more. Look for new stories from Ambyr soon.

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STRANGERS IN A BAR:

A Collection of Four Stranger Hookup Shorts

By Ambyr Leigh

Copyright 2023 by Ambyr Leigh

All rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places or events are entirely coincidental.

Cover Design by Ambyr Leigh

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STRANGERS IN A BAR

I WIPED DOWN the bar as I raised my hand in goodbye to the man pushing open the front door. It wasn’t late, just about 10:30 pm, but I was now the only one here.

Have a good one, I said to my last patron as a chilly wind whipped through The Two Horns.

Thanks, man. You too, he said before bracing himself against the wind and rain and heading out. He didn’t have an umbrella, but then again, an umbrella would never make it out there.

I finished wiping up, just me and the music playing. I figured I’d give it another twenty or thirty minutes before closing up for the night to see if anyone else came in. I could do that because I owned the place.

Heading into the kitchen to check something—the kitchen staff had gone home already—I heard the door chime. I ducked my head out to see that an attractive woman had walked into the bar and was shaking the water off herself. Maybe I wouldn’t be closing up that early after all.

Be with you in a minute, I called out, and she nodded and smiled.

When I came back a couple minutes later, the woman was seated on a bar stool, sitting quietly, with no phone or anything.

What can I get ya? I asked.

Uhh, what do you have on draft?

I ran over the beer options, and she picked a