It was an amazing sunny day. I was running late driving in traffic going to meet my wife Marie. We had both managed to finish work early and agreed to meet for a spontaneous date.
The place was a hole in the wall pub called "Bootlegs" that both of us would pass on our way home. We had never been there, but had seen it several times while driving.
I teased her on the phone on the way there, about the idea of how meeting her like this felt as though I might be seeing her for the first time. She liked the talk. I was now longer stressed out in traffic. The talk continued until she was in the parking lot.
"Shit! I'm miles away, traffic is really bad. I'm not moving at all!"
"There's only one car in the parking lot, so... I think you may still be able to get a spot." She said taunting my situation.
"Good to know."
"I'll save you a spot a the bar."
I reminded her "I thought that we were pretending as though we are meeting for the first time. You are entering that pub single, I am entering that pub hoping to meet a girl."
"Oh right,... Well then, just don't take too long getting here, You know,... a girl alone, may get offers she can't refuse."
"Oh Really? I'm mean, you are absolutely right. A girl alone, anything could happen..." I teased back.
My phone started beeping warning me that the battery would soon die. I knew the charger was at home.
"Hey! I'm losing you, my battery is about to die, I'll be there as soon as I can."
"See you when you get here, not that I'll know you or anything,... Ok Bye,..."
Traffic went from bad to worse. The freeway is being closed due to an accident and a spill. I listened to the radio and crawled along with the rest of the city looking for an alternate route. I arrived at the pub about an hour late. Only two cars in the parking lot, including my wife's.
I entered the door and my eyes had to adjust to the darkness. The room is deep with a long bar running most of the length. I walked up to the end, near the well.
I see Marie towards the other end of the bar sitting with an older black man. they are talking and laughing. The bar tender comes over to me. I order a few drinks, two shots of tequila and a beer. I pay, then remember that I can't exactly come walking over to her with the drinks, since I still need to meet her.
I take the drinks over to a dark booth and slide in hoping to observe the scene and somehow make my way over to meet her.
She is having such a good time laughing that I go unseen. She has changed from her work clothes into a tight stretchy black mini dress with spaghetti straps. I can see she's kicked it up a notch with some stockings and heels. Whoa... She's looking good from here. It's been such a long time, since I have tried to date anyone that it now seems difficult to meet my own wife.
Just then a second man appears in the bar and walks over to them. He is also black and knows the first guy. I hear him introduced as Trey. The first guys asks him to join them and pulls out the stool on the other side of him. Trey accepts the offer, says he can't stay long, then pulls out the stool next to Marie and sits down. Now she has a suitor on each side. My chances are feeling worse than ever. I knock down the first shot, sip my beer and lament, while working on a strategy.
They buy a round of shots, knock em down, and are chatting up a storm. I'm not sure how many shots she's had prior to that one, but I can tell she's getting drunk. At some point she excuses herself to go to the bathroom. The guys are now talking louder. I can hear them talking about how hot they think Marie looks, the things they would do to her, both laughing, agreeing, and trying to out do the other.
"Shit I'd fuck that bitch so hard and deep, her tongue would stick out like she's trying to lick stamps when I push."
"Shit fuck that, I'd fuck her so hard and fast that bitches pussy burst into flames. Fucking spontaneous pussy combustion." Big laughs from them both.
Marie returns from the bathroom slightly staggering. She saunters over to a juke box. As she walks away I see her skirt is now caught in the back, tucked into the her panty waist. Her appearance looks normal from the front, but damn from the back her panties and sweet ass are clearly visible. She is wearing black sheer panties and I can easily see through them. I look over to the guys. Trey smacks the other guy to get his attention and points at Marie.
She stands there unaware of the show she is putting on, and picks through the choices. A rap song popular in strip clubs begins to play. She starts to move then turns and dances into the room. She moves very seductively and one might think from her turns and dips that she was or is a stripper. She has always had a sexy style that is awesome to watch.
The Guys were motionless watching her move around. Both of them praying for her to turn and show her backside. They stared glazed and wanted to see more. Both of them mentally undressing her further.
"Damn Baby, you look so fine! Turn and shake it just a little."
She liked the praise and turned her ass towards them and shook a little.
"Mmm...Damn baby, you just keep shaking it like that... Mmm... bend down touch the ground."
She bent over grabbing her ankles and shook her ass not knowing her panties, ass and neatly trimmed bush were all on display. Just as luck would have it, apparently she also didn't know that the sheer black panties she was wearing had a small tear in the fabric. Her pink pussy lips were straining at the tear and being squeezed through the hole protruding from the material as she bent.
"Damn Girl,... You have a nice ass. Give it a little smack for us."
She obliged them and gave her ass a smack, only to find bare skin as she smacked. She stood up immediately, turned around, saw her underwear, started laughing, then quickly adjusted her skirt not realizing how much she had really shown. She was trying to laugh off the display. They all laughed together. Another round of shots is ordered. A toast is made to her dancing.
I toast quietly to myself and knock back my second shot. Now watching them together I am seeing as the single girl we had talked about. I'm wondering how I'm ever going to get an introduction.
The first guy has his hand on her back and is lightly rubbing her shoulders. Trey moves his hand to hers and holds it like a lover would while he talks to her. I'm now slightly aroused, slightly jealous watching their every move. I then see the first guy move his hand from her back to her leg. She doesn't seem to notice. trey is whispering something in her ear. She seems to be liking the words as she smiles. The hand on her leg is softly caressing the stocking covered flesh. Little by little his hand works higher up her leg with each stroke. His fingers wanting to find bare skin. His hand is at the hem of her dress. He massages there slowly working his fingers under the edge.
I sit there in the booth captivated. Feeling left out, and a part of the moment at the same time. I feel happy for her and the attention she is receiving, but also jealous with feelings of "get your hands off my wife"! I am turned on more than hurt and want to see more.
His hand is well under the edge of her dress. I know he is touching her skin right above the top of her stocking. Trey has one hand rubbing her neck, the other still holding her hand. He is still whispering ing her ear. She smiles, laughs, and says.
"Yeah, I'm sure you would."
The hand on her leg creeps up too high. Maybe getting to close to, or touching the "Family Jewels."She now notices and pushes his hand away. She sits upright in her stool, takes her hand and softly slaps him across the face. In her best British accent she tries to say in a proper tone.
"Good Sir, I am a proper lady and your blatant advances are unwelcome!" She readjusts herself with better posture.
"Shit you're feisty girl!" He turned his stool to face her more. "I'd like to give this proper lady some proper treatment."
Marie began to get up. "If you'll excuse me, I must visit the ladies room."
Trey took her hand in his pulling her close.
"You won't be long gone will you? I'll start missing you." They were face to face.
"No, back in just a minute."
"I'm missing you already." Trey leans forward and kisses her softly. She doesn't resist or pull away. Somehow her lips switch to auto pilot and she kisses him too. They kiss a couple of times, the last definitely mouth open.
She turns to leave and the other guy now feeling left out says.
"Damn what about me? I'll be missing you too!" He reaches out as she's passing and pulls her close. She knows he wants a kiss and gives him one.
"I'll be back." She walks towards the back of the pub to the hall where the restrooms are located. She is definitely drunk and her balance is off.
The guys are charged. I can't hear everything they are saying, but they are arguing about who has priority with her. Then I hear.
"Shit! She's ready! Let's go get some of that!"
They look around, they still don't see me. The bartender is watching a television at the other end of the bar. They get up and head towards the bathrooms. From my booth I can see them in the hall outside the ladies room door. Eventually Marie opens the door. She is startled from seeing them there and gasps.
"you scared me!"
