I was tired of the wife's surfing on her phone, so I decided to head down to the bar to see who was around.
When I got there, it was full of people... I'd forgotten the fact that it was a game night. I glanced around to see if there was anybody I knew, only to see the back end of a cute redhead disappearing into the men's room following a guy around her age that I've seen her with before.
I've had this odd little affair thing with Sue going on for a while now. We generally run into each other here - it started by accident - and have often ended up in the men's room having sex of some sort. It seemed to me that her husband was going to be screwing her tonight.
Still, I didn't have anything else to do, so trying to act as nonchalantly as possible I wandered over to the rest room.
I went through the door just in front of another guy and held the door for him. He went over to the urinals and I headed over to the stalls. As I expected, the larger disabled stall against the wall was closed. I went into the stall directly next to that one.
They were being quiet. The guy pissing was whistling, but I could just about make out a slapping sound. I imagined her bent over the toilet, getting fucked from behind. She liked being naked, so I assumed she was naked.
The pissing guy left, then I heard him in the stall next to me let out a deep breath, and it went quiet. I heard the toilet roll, uh, rolling.
A few minutes later, I heard the stall door open and close again. There was a soft click, so I was pretty sure she was still in there. He (I was assuming it was the husband) washed his hands and ran them under the dryer.
Once he'd left, I left the stall and went to the disabled stall. I pressed gently on the door, and it was locked. I softly tapped on the stall door.
"Sue?" I whispered, "is that you?"
There wasn't a sound.
"It's me, Bob," I said.
She opened the door, bringing me in and locking it. She seemed happy to see me.
"Heh," I said, taking my coat off, "I heard you fucking. Your husband?"
She nodded.
"So that was you in the next stall?"
I nodded.
"I saw you coming in here as I came in," I said.
She came and gave me a hug. I hugged her back, and held on for a few extra seconds.
"Funny," she told me, "I'd kind of hoped I'd run into you tonight."
I leaned in and kissed her. She and kissed me back.
"Your husband wasn't in here long, was he?"
"Well," she said, grinning, "in his defense I have been teasing him all night."
"Ah," I said, "I can imagine what that's like."
"I'm thinking we should keep on teasing him," she said with a grin.
She got her phone out and gave it to me.
I pointed it at her and she lifted the front of her dress. She was wearing lacy panties and I took pictures with her phone as she took the dress off over her head, then turned and hung it on the door.
She turned back to face me, posing with her hands on her hips as I took more pictures.
She stood there in her bra and panties and took the phone from me. We looked through the pictures and selected one that she sent to her husband.
She handed me the phone back and I took pictures as she unhooked her bra, held it over her tits then took it off and hung it up.
She played with her tits for a few pictures, then took the phone back.
I reached and massaged her tits, one at a time. I even sucked her nipples, making them go a darker pink color.
I was stroking her bum as we looked through the pictures. Her topless picture.
