Chapter 6: Passing the Bar
Jenny and I took about two weeks off to recover from our recent exploits. Jenny’s period cam, which cost us a week and then I had been busy with work the next weekend. We both had reflected on what had transpired over the last five weeks and both agreed that it was fun and that we would do it again. Jenny had became more confident in herself. She was more passionate about everything, including sex.
She had continued to be friends with Kelly. They had lunch several times and talked on the phone nearly every night. She didn’t wait for me to ask and told me that no they didn’t have sex. She said they both felt it was something they would do with their husbands around only. Jenny admitted she was very attracted to Kelly, but as the last encounter proved, she needed dick! She talked with me openly about her stripping for Jeff and their kiss. I told her it turned me on seeing her with another man and that as long as she loved me and it was just the moment and sex, I didn’t care- in fact I enjoyed it. She told me she would never cheat on me and I agreed the same.
Once she realized I was comfortable with what happened, she admitted that she became dripping wet dancing with Jeff and kissing him. She told me she wanted to have him inside her so bad at the time and that if Kelly hadn’t switched, she may have not resisted had he pushed the situation. I smiled and told her, I wanted to fuck Kelly really bad at the same time and that had that happened, I probably wouldn’t have noticed or even cared. She laughed and said; "I know what you mean. I love you Sam."
"I love you too, Jenny"
As we prepared for my game entitled "Passing the Bar", I decided to push everything a little further and re-wrote my game. I told Jenny that we were moving this game to Friday evening. I didn’t feel guilty about it since Jenny had changed hers last week. The original premise of this game was for Jenny to go to a bar, where I would already be at and I would try pick her up. With all that has developed lately, I felt that was a little boring and decided to spice it up a little.
We gathered on the couch as usual, and Jenny opened my envelope and read the rules:
Passing the Bar
RULES: The purpose of this game is to see how you pass at the bar. You will get ready and leave for the bar in the Marriott Buckhead. You will sit at the bar and order a drink. You are single, staying at the hotel because you are in town for a conference. You are looking for love this Friday night. I will enter the bar 30 minutes later and also sit at the bar. The goal is to see if anyone can pick you up. It must be someone, whom if you were single, you would want to take home. If nobody fits that bill, than I will meet you upstairs.
ATTIRE: You will dress like you just got off of work, but with an added sex appeal. You will wear you pink business suit with your white sheer silk top and no bra. You will wear your pink jacket over the top, with a matching pink suit skirt. You will wear white thigh highs with pink heels. You will not be allowed to wear panties! Wear your hair up and add a little extra perfume and light pink lipstick.
DETAILS: Here is your key to room 514. I have one as well. I will bring you nightwear and other items for the next morning. I will also supply a bottle of wine. If you meet Mr. Rightnow, bring him back to the room. I will be in the closet and will be there for you, whenever you need it. It is up to you how far you want to take it. I will support whatever you choose and have fun! I’ll keep you safe! This is part of my voyeur fantasy.
Jenny looked at me and said, "are you sure about this? There are a lot of guys who go there after work and they are looking for action." I told her as long as her body told her to go for it, I was sure. She said as she left to change, "be careful what you wish for, but remember I love you!"
"We’ll see my sweet. I love you too," I said.
Jenny came down and looked ravishing. With her jacket open you could plainly see her breasts and nipples. When she sat, you could vaguely see the tops of her thigh highs. I wanted to take her right then and there. She got in the car and said, "see ya soon!" Jenny drove off and I looked at the clock. It was 5:30. If she took the back roads, she would be there in 20 minutes. That gave plenty of time for the business crowd to get off of work and file into the bar. It also gave me time to gather up some goodies.
I went upstairs and dressed myself. I decided to go with a business look as well. I put on my navy suit and gathered clothes for tomorrow. I grabbed some of Jenny’s things as well. I packed her robe and even a teddy. I grabbed her toiletry bag and made sure it had her toothbrush and toothpaste. I then set out to add some things to make it interesting. I grabbed both of our MiniDV camcorders. I had gotten a new one by winning a golf tournament and it was very small and the quality was outstanding. I went into Jenny’s closet and found her toy box. I pulled out the pink vibrator, a clear 8-inch dildo, and the new hot pink anal beads I had bought for her, but had never used. I also threw in the motion lotion, just in case. Once I got it all packed up, I jumped in the car and headed off to the Marriott.
I arrived at the Marriott in less than 20 minutes. I think I broke a few speeding laws along the way. I bypassed the bar, but did glance inside the window. I didn’t see Jenny, but the place was fairly full. I went up to the room and set things up. I put a bottle of wine from home on the dresser and hung up our clothes. I reached into the bag and pulled out a very small velvet bag. I set the bag next to the wine and pulled it open. I filled the bag with the vibrator and the beads. I made sure that whoever grabbed the wine, would not miss the toys. I then went back to the bed and pulled the covers down half way. I then put the dildo under one of the pillows. I pulled out our original digital camcorder and set it on the other side of the wine. I knew that if either one of them grabbed the wine, they would grab the toys and the camera as well. If Jenny came up alone than I would use them. It was a win-win situation.
With everything set, I headed back down to the bar. I walked in and spotted Jenny at the bar with her back to me. She was talking with a young man in his late twenties, who seemed attractive. I was lucky enough to find a seat opposite Jenny, but not in direct view of her. I wanted to be able to see her, but I didn’t want her feeling uncomfortable with me right there. The margarita machine proved to be nice cover. I ordered a Crown and Ginger and took in the sites. I glanced at my watch to see how long see had been in the bar and it read 6:45 p.m.
I wasn’t sure how long the young man, whose name I did overhear was Tom, had been talking to Jenny. Nor was I sure how many drinks she had had. Jenny was drinking wine and it usually only takes her three glasses to get drunk. I could only guess that she was finishing glass two. Tom ordered her another and Jenny said thanks and offered a cheers. They continued to talk about lord knows what. The bar had started to thin out, as the married men ventured back out on the highway, now that rush hour traffic had cleared.