At the pub....
The young bartender finished serving the customer before me, handing him his change, then making eye contact with me.
With a warm smile he asked, "what can i get ya love?"
Smiling back then giving him the drinks order, my eyes wandering down to his bum as he walked over to the spirits optic.
He had a nice peachy one, a handsome guy of about 20....one of these days i would like to 'have a go' with someone younger...
Thinking about the young bartender came as a welcome distraction from the heady mix of emotions and thoughts which now filled my mind.
After all, i had just wanked off our friend in a cinema, a public place no less, in front of my husband....
Serious business indeed. And this was just the beginning.
Looking back over my shoulder, the two men in my life were busy in conversation with each other.
As i watched, dave who sat facing me, noticed i was looking, he smiled and gave a little wave, prompting john to turn and do the same.
I smiled and waved, then turned back to face the bar.
What were they saying? Obviously it was about me, perhaps dave was explaining how surprised he was at what I'd just done....and how good it had felt...
Or maybe john was reassuring a nervous dave that it was ok, he didn't mind about what we'd done at all....he....liked to watch.
This situation, with the two boys talking together while i got the drinks reminded me of the time with alan.
This pub we were in was even a spoons, the things are everywhere! Although not the same one as we met alan in.
However, although a similar setting, this particular situation couldn't be more different.
This time we knew, all of us, what we wanted and we knew it was going to work between us.
It had been a bit dicey however, on leaving the cinema.
Although dave had willingly and happily held my hand between there and this pub, he seemed distant....deep in thought.... perhaps in shock?
It did instil doubt within me, even with what I'd just done.
Struck dumb too, for he didn't say a word.
Fortunately this silence was not too long as the pub was only a minutes walk away from the cinema.
We were in a big complex with not just a cinema, there is pubs, restaurants, shops and even a large gym.
A big place.
On the short walk over, we held hands and walked along together as though a couple.
John walked beside us but made no attempt to hold my hand.
He appeared to easily and willingly accept his role as 'second in command'....dave was now my man...for this night at least.
This came as a new and exciting feeling for me.
Yes of course, I'd been with other guys with my husbands knowledge and full approval but...
To see him like this? Relinquish control over me...step down and let his friend take over?
So special....and a huge turn on.
As i pondered this situation, i also realised how wet I'd become since the cinema...
I'd felt it upon standing up initially, but that annoying couple who had seen us were occupying my mind at the time.
Now, free to notice all the little things?
With no knickers to soak up my 'excitement', it was trickling down the inside of one thigh!
The bartender was nearly finished my pink gordons was ready on the tray, dave had chosen a double jd...i think he felt like he needed it, john had a coke as he was driving.
I paid the good looking barman and took up the tray of drinks, feeling that tickle of juices between my legs as i began to walk back to our booth, my heels clicking on the hard floor.
Returning to the guys, john helped distribute the drinks and i took up position seating myself next to dave.
Noticing a knowing look and grin of approval from john, he knew as well as i did that dave was now my boyfriend for the evening.
The main man.
We all took a drink, dave downing his in one, then took a deep breath, slowly letting it out.
"Oh yeah...i needed that", he said with genuine relief.
John chuckled and i asked a still shocked looking dave, why he needed it? Had something happened?....this earning another chuckle from my husband.
Dave grinned too, looking from me to john and back again.
When he spoke, a slight tremor of excitement was detectable within his voice.
"I was just telling john....i....i can't believe that just happened...i....don't know what to say.... except....thank you pippa"
Dave went on to tell us that he hadn't been touched by a woman in a long time.
We knew from previous conversations that daves marriage had been in trouble long before she 'did the dirty' on him.
I told him that he was welcome and that I'd been itching to touch him intimately for a while, i also asked him how he felt when i first put my hand on him?
Dave grinned shyly....oh that bashful look he has....so endearing....and that little look at john too...still checking for approval even at this stage.
When he spoke it was in a quiet voice, the pub was busy, people sat closely all around us.
John, sitting opposite at a table nestled within the booth, leaned in to be able to hear his reply.
"Oh shit....i mean...i didn't know how to react at first...it was such a surprise....i had no idea that was coming...."
Dave went on to describe how at first he thought it was a move by me in error, perhaps I'd gone to put my hand on the arm rest and missed?
But when i didn't move he became confused, still unable to accept i was making a move on him, he explained about looking at john to see if he'd noticed.
But john, at that point was oblivious.
Dave continued, "then when you started to stroke my leg?....oh god...."
