The summer was in full swing and it had been awhile since we had been to camp. We needed a weekend of not being ourselves and being a little crazy. When we go to camp, we usually stop at a little hole in the wall bar, Smitty's, and help the old guy out. I would tend bar and my wife would wait tables.
When I got home on Wednesday, I asked my wife, "Would you like to go to camp this weekend? It's been awhile and we should probably check and make sure it is still standing."
She got a very knowing smile on her face and said, "Sure. That would be fun. We can stop at Smitty's and see if he needs help. We always enjoy that and I enjoy servicing the customers."
"I think you enjoy it more than I do, but I certainly enjoy seeing you having a good time."
I usually end up being a voyeur and she has a lot of fun. I enjoy seeing her get crazy with other people. She usually makes a ton of tips by the end of the night by providing exceptional service.
She had been working on her tan all summer. She tans very easily and certainly enjoys laying out. We have a private back yard and even though she could tan nude, she doesn't. I find the tan lines very erotic as her tits, ass and pussy are not tanned, but the rest of her is very dark.
We came around the corner to Smitty's and as usual for a Friday night, there were several cars there. We walked in and Smitty immediately recognized us. "Hey! Haven't seen you two in awhile. Are you here to help out? I could sure use it."
My wife was wearing white leggings and a short wrap around tennis skirt that tied in the back, and a very thin peach colored chiffon top that was low cut in the front and literally see through with a matching bra. Definitely the type of outfit that would generate some tips, (and maybe some shafts too), by the end of the night.
There were five tables, all locals and families so she had to behave, at least for now.
As the night progressed, she got warmer and warmer from the leggings and all the running around. About an hour before closing, the last table left, giving her a much needed break.
I started feeding her some margaritas to help cool her down, and rev her up in case anymore tables came in. About 30 minutes before closing, three bikers came strolling in and sat down. They sat down at a square table near the back of the bar. My wife has always been a little intimidated by bikers, for some reason, and was hesitant to head over and take care of them.
She walked over with a rag and started to wipe the table down as they were getting themselves situated by taking their big leather jackets off. They didn't look like typical bikers, but they did look like they had been on the road for awhile.
"Hey darling," one of them said as she leaned over the table to wipe the debris off. He looked her up and down and said, "Wow, are you a sight for sore eyes. All we've seen for the last few hours was bugs."
She was still a little nervous and not knowing what to expect, but nevertheless asked, "Can I get you guys something from the bar, or do you want to order right away? The kitchen closes in about thirty minutes."
"How about six beers and menus. We'll order quickly as we don't want to put you out."
"On it," I said. "I'll bring them right over." I wanted to make sure she stayed at the table and provided them with excellent service, even though she was somewhat uncomfortable being around them.
They were about our age, mid fifties, and very polite. So polite that my wife instantly decided that she would talk them up while I was getting the beers and the menus.
They were very friendly and she became very comfortable with them.
After she got their order, she came to the bar as they had finished their first two beers each and ordered another. While I was getting the beers, she said, "They're really nice guys. Tom is a pharmacist, Roy is a grocery store manager and Vinnie is a CPA. They take a month off every summer and "ride the wind" as they call it. They're on the final leg heading home and that's why they look a little rough. Absolutely not what I expected."
Without warning, she came behind the bar and took her leggings off. I gave her a little sideways look. "What? It's really hot in here and I think these guys are going to work me over tonight. You know, keep me running and all and I want to be ready."
I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties under her leggings and with her short skirt, these guys were going to get a show. I knew that whenever she would move quickly, that little skirt was going reveal a lot. She has fantastic legs, a great ass, nice C cup tits and a lovely face.
She grabbed the beers and brought them over to them. As she set them down she asked, "Anything else right now? If not, I'm going to finish cleaning the tables I haven't had a chance to get to yet. Just give a holler if you need me."
They said, "No, we're good for now. We'll just watch you. By the way, is that an all over tan?" They all chuckled.
"Maybe you'll find out." She spun quickly to head to the booths along the wall, which were only a few steps from where they were sitting, and in so doing her skirt flew out and gave them a quick shot of her ass. Just enough to let them know that she was either wearing just a thong or nothing at all. I watched them and saw that they all kind of looked at each other and raised the bottles for an air toast.
When she got to the first booth, she made sure to lean way over and reach all the way back to the wall. She organized the ketchup, salt and pepper and napkin dispenser. This caused her skirt to ride way up and reveal that she indeed was not wearing any panties at all to the men. She had captured their attention and all of them were intently watching her.
She stood up quickly and spun around catching all of them staring at her ass. "Shit! I forgot my rag to wipe the table. Well.... is it an all over tan?" She smiled knowing that she had their attention.
She came back behind the bar and bent down and removed her bra. She grabbed an apron and put it on. Even though she was still wearing her shirt, her tits and nipples were clearly visible. With the apron somewhat covering and obscuring them, she grabbed her rag and headed back to the booth.
As she went by, she could that they were all watching her. "You guys need anything yet?"
"No, no. We're good. By the way, it looked like there was a little mess on the wall in this booth over here. We don't want you to miss it when you get there. And, very nice tan lines on your ass."
"Thanks. I won't," she said and continued back to the first booth and wiped the table down.
She went to the next booth and followed the same routine. Leaning way over and organizing the back of the table while showing them a nice view of her naked ass. Then she wiped the table down and moved to the booth right next to their table.
She checked in with the table again and this time they all wanted another beer. "Coming right up," she said as she again spun quickly to reveal her naked ass.
When she delivered the beers this time, they noticed that she had removed her bra and her tits and nipples were clearly visible. She saw that they noticed and played it up. "Here's your beers, boys. Is it really hot in here? I'm hotter than hell." As she said that, she pulled the top half of the apron over her head and let it fall down completely showing her tits and nipples through the sheer fabric. She took the last beer and slid it down between her cleavage and rubbed it all over her nipples. The bottle was sweating from the humidity and wetted her nipples with the cold water. They responded accordingly and stood out enticingly.
The three guys were completely entranced by her performance.
"Here you go, Tom. I hope I didn't warm it too much."
She then went back to the booth and cleaned that one the same way as the others. She did notice the spot on the wall. She climbed up on the table on her hands and knees so she could reach the wall. This gave the guys a perfect view of her now glistening pussy. She enjoys teasing and has gotten really good at it. As she wiped the spot, her ass and pussy jiggled seductively right in front of them.
She looked over her shoulder and again caught them all staring at her. "Was that the spot you were talking about?"
"Yep. You got it. However, there may be some more over here if you keep doing that."
"Great. That's the reaction I was hoping for."
She slowly crawled back off the table and dropped her rag on the floor. Slowly bending over, making sure to keep her legs straight and her ass facing them, she said, "Oops. Sorry about that. I'll get a clean rag for the next table."
Just then, Smitty yelled that the food was ready. She spun quickly to head back and get their food, and in so doing, gave them another great flash.
When she came back with the three orders on a tray, I noticed that she had their wrapped silverware tied in to her skirt and apron. Somehow she had tied the two together and put the silverware in the bows holding them together. As she got to the table, she coyly turned and asked Tom, "your silverware is in my apron strings, can you grab them for me? My hands are full and I can't get to them and it feels like they may be slipping."
Tom instinctively reached behind her and felt for the ties. As he undid them, her skirt and apron fell to the floor, leaving her standing there holding the tray and her bottom half completely exposed to the men.
My wife didn't even react. She just said, "Thanks for doing that. Now I can service you guys better." She then placed their meals on the table in front of them. As she leaned forward and set the meals down, Tom took the liberty of reaching up between her legs and ran his hand right up to her shaved pussy. She didn't move, flinch or jump when he did that. But she did moan.
