Jack and Chance had been the best of friends since grade school. They lived within a block of each other growing up, they played every day together, were in the same grade, had the same interests, played sports in high school together, even went to the same college and graduated together. Often they even double dated together along the way. On occasion, Jake and Chance would down a few shots and jack off together when they thought they could get away with it. At times, they were mistaken as brothers because they even looked a lot alike. Both were between 6’2″ and 6’3″ tall, athletically built, and had light brown hair. One majored in marketing and the other in general business. When they graduated, they started an internet business together because neither could imagine themselves working for “the man”. In a crowded internet, they had come up with a very successful strategy and were wealthy men by the time they were in their early 30’s. They agreed that they were getting bored with their current business and decided to sell it, take some time off, travel, and recharge while they considered their next venture. They sold their business for a huge sum of money and on the Wednesday they closed the deal and the money was transferred to their accounts, they decided to head for their favorite watering hole to get shit faced drunk.

It was their favorite place because of their favorite bartender, Kelly. She was 31, blonde, always smiling and happy, liked to flirt with them every time they came in, and they liked flirting with her. She was 5’5″ tall, big natural tits, and a beautiful round ass that made their mouths water. She was the one girl both of them wanted to fuck as a threesome if they ever got the chance. Today, they even considered paying her for the opportunity. They were pretty sure they wouldn’t have to pay for it, but if it came to that, they were more than willing. The bar was a little busier than usual, but Kelly still gave them nearly her undivided attention. Someone would occasionally holler at her for another round, but otherwise she was glued to these two handsome men like they were the only ones in the bar.

The two young men were well into their third drink when Kelly asked them the reason for their celebration and the heavier drinking than usual. They explained and she congratulated them with one on the house. Fred, the bar owner, was none too happy with her generosity or with the inordinate amount of attention she was giving the men.

“Kelly, you need to get that fine ass of yours in gear and start paying more attention to the other patrons around here. And you can quit giving away my profits to these assholes.”

“Oh, fuck off, Fred. They are the best tippers in the city and also come her twice as often as the next most frequent customer you have. It ain’t gonna kill you to treat them right now and then.”