It was a long drive, nearly 14 hours from Virginia to a small town east of Chicago. I really don't know what possessed me to do it on the spur of the moment, but you know how guys can be really dumb. I hadn't seen Janine in nearly four months and I was due. I told my wife that I needed to chill out for a few days and would go visit an old buddy of mine. So here I was...surprise. I hadn't told Janine that I was coming. I figured it would be worth it just to see the look on her face when I tapped her on the shoulder.
It was nearly closing time when I pulled into the parking lot of the bar and I made sure I didn't make any noise getting out of the car. I peeked into the back door that led into the kitchen. It was always open during business hours and when I didn't see anyone, I slipped inside and crept into the office. There was a tiny loft above it, tucked away in the attic, that only she and her family knew existed. They had installed a one way mirror that looked out over the entire customer area and bar and a pretty decent sound system to mostly keep tabs of the help. I remembered fucking her brains out one night, hidden away from the customers while her husband tended bar.
To say we had a strange relationship would be an understatement. Her husband knew about us. In fact we had all enjoyed a couple of threesomes together. He knew that one day the two of us would take off and figured he really couldn't do much about it. I felt a little sorry for the poor bastard, but it was his own fault. He had been abusive for most of their marriage, until he found out about me. He changed, but it was too little too late. She was pretty much mine alone, except for the pity fucks she gave him to keep him bringing home the bacon. On the drive up, I decided that tonight would be a good night to have her grab her things and head off to the west coast.
I crawled up into the loft and got comfortable in the "viewing" chair. It was 15 minutes till closing and all but three customers had gone for the night. I recognized all of them, though I had met Tommy and his brother Jake only once before. But Doc was a regular. He was a big, rough looking son of a bitch that was always seemed to be hanging around Janine. His only claim to fame was his 30 grand Harley.
Janine was cleaning up behind the bar when she announced the last call. They ordered a couple of six-packs just to make sure they had enough to make it to closing. They obviously weren't feeling any pain and their raucous laughter indicated they were having a pretty good time. She set the two sixes of Bud on the bar and called for them to come and get them. They all booed and banged on the table. "Come on, Baby...you know what we want...be a good sport and show us that walk of yours."
"You pervs," she shouted back, laughing. "I'd better get a big tip, ass holes, and some free beers for this."
"You got your own big tips, Baby," quipped Tommy. "But the beers are on us." She was still laughing when she stepped out from behind the bar, a six-pack in each hand. My eyes widened when I finally got a good look at her. Janine normally wore sneaks, a sweat shirt and a baggy pair of jeans when she worked. She had always told me she hated how the guys stared at her incredible 38 E's. I guess she had gotten over her modesty. Tonight, she wore a tiny, short cropped and very low cut wife beater that barely covered the bottoms or the tops of her huge tits. Her skin tight jeans hung low on her hips, unbuttoned in the latest fashion statement to reveal that slight dip between the bottom of her belly and the top of her mound.
I remembered she had mentioned losing a few pounds and had been working out. I figured she was just showing off her "new" figure. I had to admit she was hotter than she'd ever been and knowing I would soon be fucking that sweet ass made my cock begin to tingle as I watched her walk across the room. She walked that special way women do to make their tits bounce and added an exaggerated swish of her hips as a bonus. Her huge tits nearly bounced out of her thin top as it vainly struggled to keep them contained. There were four sets of eyes fixed on those beauties as she set the beers on the table and took a seat between Tommy and Doc.
"Ok...ok...up here. I do have a face you know." She looked down and giggled, coyly tugging her top up, covering a part of her nipple that had become exposed. She took a deep breath which pushed her tits out even farther and smoothed the material over her chest. "You guys are awful," she teased. "It's a good thing Bob isn't here. He'd be having a stroke." They all chuckled and grabbed a beer and sat back in their chairs to enjoy the cold brew. Janine twisted off the cap of her beer and brought the bottle up to her lips. She ran her tongue around the top, circling it carefully, and then slid it between her full lips. She closed her eyes and slowly pumped it in and out of her mouth a few times the. A couple of appreciative groans spilled out before she pulled the bottle free. She laughed softly and gave them a wink. "Don't you wish?" she teased. She tilted it back and emptied nearly half the bottle, letting a little spill down her chin.
"You missed some, Baby," said Doc. He reached over and wiped the beer off her face.
"Sorry, hon." She grabbed his hand slowly licked his fingers clean. "You guys know by now that I never waste a drop." The snickering turned into a laugh for all, ending with a race to finish off their respective bottles of beer. This all looked a little too casual for me.
"One of you guys mind locking up?" she asked. "Let's keep this party private, ok?" Jake quickly pushed back his chair and got up. It was obvious he knew the routine as he moved to the door, locked both bolts then drew the blinds shut on the windows. Before he sat down, he walked over to the juke box and popped a few quarters into the slot. A slow country song began as he headed back with his hand extended to Janine.
"How bout a dance, Sugar?" She smiled and eagerly hopped up, taking his hand in hers. They only moved a few feet away from the table before moving into each other's arms. I remembered that this was one of Janine's favorite songs. Quite a coincidence, I thought. Janine leaned back, her hands around and smiled softly.
"You remembered," she cooed and snuggled up tight against his body, resting her head on his chest. Jake seemed a bit uncomfortable and whispered something in her ear. "Don't worry Jake, they won't mind...will you guys?" She turned and grinned at Doc and Tommy who laughed lightly and shook their heads no. Mind what, I wondered? Fuck, my tight and tidy life could be unraveling right in front of me. The go ahead nod must have relaxed any inhibitions Jake might have had. He grinned and slid his hands down her back and rested them on her ass. "That's better," she purred, nuzzling her head back against his chest.
"Be careful, Sugar," shouted Tommy. "Don't let him fool you. He's a tiger in disguise,""
"Trust me, I know," she laughed. "You do remember New Years Eve?" Even from where I was, I could see Jake's face turning bright red. I was beginning to realize that my surprise trip might have been a big mistake. And I was beginning to wonder just what kind of woman I had fallen for.
Everyone's eyes watched as things began to heat up on the dance floor. Janine's fingers started to toy with his hair and slowly grind her hips against his loins. Jake's hands openly kneaded the lush cheeks of her ass through her jeans, pulling her tightly to him as they swayed erotically to the music. Janine didn't seem to mind the public pawing of her body...even worse; she lifted herself up on her toes and pressed her mound against the thick bulge that had appeared in his pants. They seem oblivious to the others as they dry humped each other like two adolescents at the senior prom.
The song finally ended and another old favorite slid into place. They reluctantly parted, as it quickly began to pound out a familiar and hypnotizing rhythm. Honkey Tonk Woman...a rather unfortunately appropriate song...took hold of her immediately.
Janine's arms went over her head and her body instantly began to writhe and churn to the sensual beat. Her huge unfettered breasts bounced wildly with every move, much to the delight of her rabidly attentive audience. "That's it, Sugar," they shouted, clapping their hands to the music. "More, Baby, more." She spun around and faced them directly, bending over and thrusting her ass back against Jake, churning those luscious cheeks of hers against the obvious erection that tented the front of his jeans. She lowered her shoulders, and twisted her chest from side to side. Her top gaped away from her chest, leaving her huge tits completely exposed. They hung down, wildly swaying like ripe fruit, clinging to a tree in a wind storm.
Janine's eyes were closed, the look on her face one I had never seen before. And even though I was beginning to hurt inside, I could feel the tingling in my loins as I watched her grow more wanton with each moment. I had never seen her like this, at least not with me. Alone, she was wild...game to try anything and everything I wanted. In public, she was always shy and modest. And she always let me know when I got too frisky outside of the bedroom, that that lusty whore inside her was just for me and only in private. I could almost hear the pieces of my delusions shattering against the floor. Finally the music ended.
Tommy and Doc broke into a round of applause, accompanied with a series of shouts and cat calls. She bowed to her fans then turned back to Jake. Her hands moved around his neck and pulled his face to hers; kissing him hungrily...mouths open wide in a lover's kiss. I almost groaned when her hand slid down between them and squeezed his cock through his pants. "Save it, Baby," she moaned when she finally pulled away.
Janine's face was flushed, her body glistening with perspiration. The moisture had dampened her top, turning it nearly transparent. The large, dark pink circles of flesh that capped each milky white tit showed clearly through her top. Her nipples had thickened and poked out boldly against the sheer fabric. You could even read the Chinese characters tattooed above her right nipple. I knew they said slave. She had gotten it for me, she said. But after what I had seen, I couldn't help but wonder. When she reached the table, Doc handed her a beer.
