The Bar
After our recent adventure in the lorry park (read our first story) Louise was extremely horny as she remembered bits of the afternoon where she had been gangbanged by over a dozen truckers. We had toyed with arranging a group in a hotel but were still busy with sorting the house out after 8 months of building an extension, so had not got round to anything yet. However, we both needed a night out and with the build going on we had not been out for months; both to save money and because we were both tired.
So as Friday rolled round we decided we should make the effort and at least get out and go for a drink, it would be nice to dress up and have a good night, so I suggested we go to a live music bar in town which usually had some good bands playing. At 9pm we decided to head out, Louise was feeling horny, and I had to restrain myself from pinning her down and fucking here then and there when she appeared at the top of the stairs.
She had chosen to wear a very short silver skirt that was only an inch or two below her pussy, a very sheer black thong barely covering her shaved pussy was also visible as I looked up the stairs. Through the sheer material I could clearly see her metal VCH piercing as she flashed me from the top of the stairs. The top she had selected would cause a riot in daylight but at night she would just turn heads as it was a sleeveless sheer blouse through which her nipples clearly poked and she wore no bra, from the side about a third of her breasts were visible. Since it was still a bit cold, she was also wearing a pair of open crotch stockings and to finish it off she had a silver ankle chain on her left ankle just above her Agent Provocateur heels, some might recognize the ankle chains significance, some might not, either way she looked stunning.
I brought the car round and we headed into town, I managed to keep on the road most of the way whilst checking out her legs and enjoying glimpses of her thong as her skirt rode up her thighs. The bar was a good ten minutes' walk from the nearest car park so I suggested I drop her off at the bar and then park up and join her shortly afterwards, this would save her killing herself in her heels having not worn any for months and it would also be interesting to see if she was approached whilst I was not there, as men always behaved differently when they thought she was available.
As we approached the bar, I could hear the music from inside the car, it was loud rock music and looked like the bar was very busy so should be fun. I reached over gave Louise a quick kiss, "I will be about 10 -- 15 mins getting parked, you sure you will be ok?", "yes fine" she replied. "Call me if you need anything, i will see you shortly", she blew me a kiss and climbed out, shut the door, and walked in the entrance. I noted the two bouncers eyeing her up as I pulled away and went to find a spot to park.
After driving through the main carpark twice, which was full, I finally found a spot and parked up, it had been nearly 15 mins since I had dropped Louise off and was going to take me another 10 mins to get back to the bar. So, I thought I better just message Louise and let her know I was on my way, as I pulled out my phone, I saw a new message. "See you soon, no rush, I have already attracted some attention, you may want to observe before you come over". Interesting and cryptic I thought. I was not surprised; dressed like she was and as hot as she was, that Louise had attracted attention so quickly.
Ten minutes later I was back at the bar and walking in, squeezing through a rammed entrance, I planned to order a drink and then see if I could spot Louise, the bar had about 200 people in it and was packed. I got a beer and then started casually looking around as I leaned against a small section of wall that allowed me a line of sight across the bar and up towards the stage where the band were starting another song. To my left and not far from the dance floor was a series of booths against the wall where small groups were chatting and drinking, next to these were a series of cocktail tables with bar stools and as I looked across these, I spotted Louise. Her blonde hair in contrast to the 3 men standing around her who all had grey hair and looked to be in their mid-50's and in good shape, 2 were flanking her to one side and one was on the other and appeared to have a hand on her back.
Clearly, they had come for the music and were rock fans as wearing various bands tour shirts, all looked rugged and whilst one had a dark grey beard the other two had heavy stubble. No wonder Louise had told me not to rush, these were just her type, rough rugged and heavily muscled with a selection of tattoos across their arms. I decided to watch where this went for a while before approaching the group.