This evening I was sitting out on the patio when my best friend Ray (who is a firefighter) and one of his buddies drove by in Ray's pickup. When they saw me outside they turned around and came back. Because he is a fireman and also rather active, Ray stays in pretty good shape. He also has a cock on him like a telephone pole. The first time I ever saw it was when he used it on my wife Susan but that's a whole other story.
Ray's friend Greg is a quite a bit younger than Ray and I, probably 30 something, very handsome, very well built and very black. I had met him a number of times before as the three of us had been out drinking together several times. Greg is a super nice guy and I always enjoy his company.
Ray said they were on their way for a drink and I should tag along. I thought that sounded like a great idea and asked where they were headed. He said the usual place and I said that was fine as it was a quiet little neighborhood bar but there were frequently some decent looking babes hanging around there.
As we walked in the front door, Bill the bartender saw us and nodded toward the back of the room( knowing we were usually trolling for pussy). There at a small table in the corner sat a 40 something couple and the female half was quite something to behold. We ordered a round of margaritas (our usual) and Bill said that was what the folks in the back were drinking as well so I said make a whole pitcher of them and we'll go back and make their acquaintance. They had seen us come in and looked a little mystified when we started walking their direction with the pitcher of rather strong (that's the way Bill makes them for us) 'ritas.
We grabbed some chairs from a nearby table and gathered 'round their table and sat down. We introduced ourselves and said they looked lonely sitting back here all by themselves and that since she was the only female in the place we hoped he didn't mind sharing her company. They said their names were Ron and Karen and they guessed they didn't mind if we joined them. That's when I noticed that Karen was wearing a very loose fitting semi-low cut top and when she leaned across the table to shake hands with us she was putting on quite a show as she had not bothered with a bra that evening. Even though her breasts were not large they were beautifully shaped and very suckable. As we sat down I also noticed the sleeve holes of the blouse were very large and when she moved during conversation the view from the side was fantastic as well. Her brown, quarter sized aureoles were clearly visible through the sleeve holes of the blouse and as I blatantly starred at her chest those hard little nipples began to rise and threatened to poke a hole in the shirt.
It was about then that I noticed Ray and Greg were also aware of the show Karen was putting on and they too were making no bones about their interest. We commented to Ron how beautiful and sexy his wife was and how we appreciated his sharing her with us. Karen just blushed and Ron seemed a little dazed like he couldn't even believe how bold we were being. Trying to figure out how I could get more peaks at her hot little body I asked if they played pool as I knew there was a pool table in the backroom. They seemed a little hesitant but with the three of us encouraging them they finally agree to join us. So we took the pitcher of 'ritas and headed for the back room. As we entered the pool room I refilled everyone's glasses and then sent Ray back to the bar for a refill and told Ron and Karen to drink up as more were on the way and they're no good warm.
I then challenged Karen to the first game, put a quarter in the machine, released the balls and racked them up. I told Karen it was lady's choice if she wanted to break or not and she said since she was very good at pool she'd let me break. Well, what I wanted was Karen leaning over that table taking shots so I made certain that nothing went in on the break and then it was Karen's turn to shoot. As she bent over to line up for a shot it made little difference where in the room you were standing, because either from the down the front or either side you could get a great view of her delicious tits, and from the back you could feast your eyes on an ass that was to die for which was tightly incased in a pair of jeans about a half size too small.
Well, Karen missed her shot and Greg said it was because she was too tense and told her to drink up so she could loosen up a bit. So, down the hatch went a large gulp of her drink and I said that each time one of us missed a shot we had to take a drink and then proceeded to intentionally do just that. I drank and then waited as Karen moved to the table. Predictably she missed the shot as I am a half way decent pool player and in the process of the intentional miss I had buried the cue ball leaving her with no shot.