This is a piece based on experience and fiction. It also involves drug use, cheating and cuckolding.
I was tending bar on a late Sunday afternoon sometime around 3 or 4 pm. The bar was occupied by maybe 2 or 3 of my usual regulars.
Then walks in Dave and Andrea. Neither of them had ever been to my bar. They walked through the length of the bar towards the bathroom and sat down at the bar.
I knew both of them somewhat socially since we ran in the same circles and I had talked to them each previously.
I didn't particularly like Dave as he was egotistical and from what I'd heard quite self centered. He and I shared about the same looks: slender, similar physique, good looking and long hair. The main difference was he was blonde and I had the obligatory goth dyed black hair and a few tattoos. I had also heard rumors that he had a relatively small dick, whereas I was quite well known to have more than average dick with great girth. Gossip spreads quickly when you're a bartender.
I didn't know Andrea that well except that she and Dave had been going out for a couple of years despite having many breakups during that time.
So I made my way over to them to take their orders. They both ordered cheap draft beers. Though I knew Dave and I were the same age at 22, I knew she was only 20. But it being a slow day and cops never bothered bars on Sundays I tapped their beers and put them down in front of them. Dave paid for them which was a bit unusual since most people run a tab and pay it off when they leave later.
I went back to my usual spot at the other end of the bar and lit up a smoke to pass the time.
Soon I heard a bar stool move at their end of the bar and looked over to see Dave making his way to the mensroom just around the corner from where they were sitting.
Then I noticed Andrea waving me over. I assumed she probably wanted to get shots for the two of them, but I couldn't have been more wrong.
As I moved in front of her she leaned towards me and asked me in a hushed whisper if I wanted to do a line with her. This took me by surprise and I was at a temporary loss of words.
"Sure, but where?" I replied still stunned.
"Follow me" she said and dropped off of her bar stool and started around the same corner Dave had gone. The women's bathroom was just a bit further down the same short hallway.
Now this was nothing extremely unusual as it was the mid 80s and just about everyone in the bar scene was doing coke at the time. But it was unusual to get such an offer from someone I hardly knew.
I watched her walk the hallway in front of me. She had on a very tight, very short miniskirt that showed off her nice round ass and a tight t-shirt that clung to her firm D sized tits. To top it off she was wearing high heels. She was about 5'6" with those heels.
I was following her a bit dumbstruck as we entered the bathroom. I immediately locked the door as I didn't want anyone to walk in while we were about to partake in drugs. The bathroom was small barely enough room for one person much less two.
I took the mirror off the wall and laid it on the sink and she began laying out the lines for us while bending over.
"You go first" she said as she handed me a rolled up dollar bill. I did mine and handed the bill back to her. She snorted hers while still bent over. I lifted the mirror to put it back in place on the wall. During those few seconds she had stood up and pressed her body into mine forcing me back against the wall.
"Now I want something else" she purred at me as she reached down to rub my dick over my jeans.
