One of my dates is a married woman, Sue. She's in an open relationship and I'm one of her harem of guys. We have a bunch of fun together when we have time to meet up.
I have some friends in a town I used to live in and they'd been pestering me to come down for a while. We'd shared some crazy times in our youth, and I decided to try and get Sue to come down with me so we could maybe have some crazy times again.
I'd suggested it to Sue and she agreed. We figured out a time and I let the guys know I was trying to be in the area.
We met up in the park again, and again I was there first. I opened her door to let her out. She was wearing a white summer dress and matching socks and sneakers. From the way her tits moved I figured she wasn't wearing a bra and I wondered whether she was wearing panties. I opened the door on my car to let her in.
We drove for a while to get there, chatting about nothing in particular like normal people. I concentrated on the road but she rubbed my thigh, getting me a little turned on.
When we got to our destination, I figured we should find the bar my friends had suggested - a place called Calhoun's. It was pretty noisy inside, as everybody was partying. I managed to find us a small semi-circular booth in the near dark where we could see the dance stage area and Sue went and grabbed us a couple of beers.
We drank and watched the crowd, pointing out the occasional good or weird dancers.
A little while later, the music stopped, and the DJ called everybody's attention.
"We have a couple of ladies with shirts who want their free beer!" he called.
Everybody started cheering enthusiastically, and they cleared the little stage.
"As you know, any girl with a Calhoun's shirt can get one free drink a week!"
The crowd were hooting and hollering.
A girl probably around my age, came up to the stage area. She was pretty and blonde and wearing a short denim miniskirt and cowboy boots. On top, she had a tight white T-shirt with a logo saying "I get wet at Calhoun's." You could make out her black bra underneath it.
She stood in the middle of the stage and the DJ was handed the soda hose from the bar. He sprayed her all over her front, making the shirt pretty much see through. She wrung the worst of the water out of the shirt, and threw her arms up, triumphantly. The crowd went wild, she went to the bar and collected her bottle of beer. Once she'd finished the bottle, she disappeared into the crowd.
Another girl appeared, probably around Sue's age, and found her way to the stage. The crowd were really rowdy now. She was a brunette with long hair and big tits being held in by a red bra under the tight Calhoun's T-shirt. She was wearing tight white short shorts and heels. The DJ hosed her chest and down to her shorts. She turned around as he hosed her down, waving her arms in the air. The shirt became see through, but so did her shorts. You could see she was wearing a red thong underneath it. And she had a tattoo of a bird on her ass. Lots of cheering and she went and got her bottle of beer at the bar. She came back to the stage and danced around sexily while drinking it. When she upended the bottle to drain the last of it, the crowd cheered and she stepped off the stage.
A bus boy came through with a mop and cleared the dance floor and the music started up again and people started dancing. The girl in the shorts was still dancing in her see through clothes.
I leaned in to tell Sue "I think you'd look good in one of those shirts."
"Uh huh," she said, "but I don't know where you get one."
"You could ask," I told her.
I'm guessing so it didn't get wet, but also so I could take pictures, she handed me her phone and went over to the DJ.
She stood and waited for him to get another tune playing and I could see them shouting to each other over the music.
I texted my friend Mark.
[We're at Calhoun's. Could get wild]
I nursed my one beer and watched as the DJ waved his thumb towards the back.
I watched as Sue picked her way towards the back.
She was still in the back when Mark and Bill arrived, carrying beer bottles.
"Kinda noisy in here isn't it?" Mark said. Yelled.
I nodded.
"Give it a few minutes, I promise it'll be worth it."
Just then, people started shouting and whistling and the DJ stopped the music again.
"Hey everybody, it looks like we have some fresh meat wanting a free beer!"
The stage was emptying out and an older guy and Sue were walking towards it. She'd lost her dress and was wearing a tiny white Calhoun's T-shirt and a small white thong. Her tits were straining against the shirt and you could already make out her nipples through it. They were about to get much more obvious.
The DJ accepted the hose from the barman then went and started hosing her chest.
Very quickly her nipples were poking through the shirt. The almost see through, wet shirt.
He moved lower, soaking her thong. You could see her red strip of pubic hair through the material.
The DJ stopped spraying water on her and pointed her to the bar.
She went to get her free beer. As she turned her back, the DJ sprayed her ass and worked up her back, causing her to squeak with surprise. She rushed over to the bar and grabbed her free beer.
She chugged the beer, a few of the crowd started cheering "chug, chug," until she was done and passed the empty bottle to the barman. She raised her arm triumphantly and the crowd cheered.
She went across the stage to the older guy and he pointed towards the back again and they headed that way.
"Was that worth it?" I asked Mark.
He nodded emphatically.
"Sue's with me," I told him. "I'm sure you'll get a better look at her soon."
We watched the previous wet T-shirt girl dancing, red underwear still visible through her wet shorts.
Sue arrived and put a rolled up wet T-shirt on the table in front of me.
"Here she is!" I said.
"Hello Sue," Mike said to her. "I almost didn't recognize you with your clothes on."
She was blushing. That's so cute.
"This is Mark," I told her. Mark got up to let her slide in between him and Bill.
"Hi Mark."
"I'm Bill," he said, patting the bench next to him. I was on the other side of Bill. Sue slid in and Mark slid in next to her.
"I'll get some more drinks in," I said, sliding off my end of the bench.
"Be a good girl now," I told her.
There were a lot of people at the bar so I was in for a wait. I waved four fingers at the barman, then when he nodded at me, turned to look at our table.
I watched Bill reach to Sue's shoulder and slide the strap of her dress down to her elbow. I watched Mark slide the strap on his side down too. Bill wiggled the top of her dress and it slid down, exposing her tits. The top of her dress slid below the edge of the table, making it look like she was naked.
Our beer arrived and I paid, then started back to our table.
Most people were watching the bright lights on the dance floor, and couldn't see in to our table. It also helped that the girl in the white shorts seemed to have pulled her bra down under her wet T-shirt so you could see her tits bouncing around.
I got back to our table. He passed a beer to each of the guys and put one in front of Sue, then stood in front of the table.
I leaned forward and said "doesn't she have great tits?"
Bill and Mark agreed.
"They're real," I said, "feel them."
They didn't need to be told twice. Bill and Mark grabbed a tit each, squeezing and kneading them. Bill put the side of his new bottle on her nipple, causing it to instantly stiffen even more from the cold.
Mark bent his head down and sucked the nipple into his mouth.
I saw Bill take her hand and move it towards him and under the table.
He leaned in and said something to her.
