This is the second chapter to Miss Marie and the Local Oldies Bar.
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As I was leaving Miss Marie's house after a very hot sex session, she kissed me on the cheek and said "I'll let you know what my husband thinks of our encounter."
I winked at her and said," I hope it's like a kick in the stomach for him. He deserves it."
I got home and took a quick shower and went right to sleep. I couldn't believe it was after one o'clock in the morning. I had to get up at 6 and meet my friends by 7. We had a 5 day camping trip planned with white water rafting and all that fun stuff.
I told my friends all about her and the sex we had until they were sick of hearing it and begged me to talk about something else. I tried, but it wasn't easy. I let it go with the warning that they would hear more if I hooked up with her again.
Five days later I was home and ready to go to my hangout and hopefully see Miss Marie there. I threw my camping stuff in the garage and took a quick shower and headed over to the bar. I got there a little after 7 o'clock and figured I'd have a few drinks and see if she showed up.
To my surprise she was sitting at the bar when I walked in. She was dressed to kill again and I felt a twitch in my crotch as I smiled at her and headed over to the stool beside her. She, however, was not smiling. She was actually glaring at me and I thought to myself "uh oh, this doesn't look good".
"Hello Marie," I said, pulling out the stool to sit with her.
"Where have you been?" she practically hissed at me. "I've been here the last three nights in a row. Are you avoiding me now?"
I was stunned. I had no idea she would be looking for me again so soon. "Of course not Marie," I said emphatically, "Absolutely not!"
"Well it sure seems that way to me Jack," she said, softening her tone a little.
"I went on a camping trip with my friends the morning after our night together," I started to explain. "I guess I should have told you I wouldn't be around, but I didn't think you would be looking for me again so soon." I'm sorry," I said, as she relaxed a little and seemed relieved.
"No, its ok, I'm sorry," she said, patting my hand. "It's not you I'm mad at. It's my damned husband."
"What did he do now?" I asked, letting my eyes wander over her body. She wore an even shorter skirt than the red one. This one was black, very short, with a slit right in the middle. Her legs were bare and crossed and I could see so far up I wondered if she even had panties on. She had on another semi-sheer white blouse, with ruffles this time, and her pearls. She was showing enough cleavage to see she wasn't wearing a bra.
"He doesn't believe a word I said," she blurted out. "He laughed at me and said, "You have quite the imagination Marie."
"So what are you going to do now?" I asked, as I ordered a drink for me and another one for her.
"Well," she said, reaching in her purse and pulling out a little Canon digital camera and placing it on the bar. "I'm sure you know how to use one of these," she said, tapping on it and smiling at me. "If you will help me again, I want you to use this so I can show him proof."
"I don't know about that," I said, not wanting him to see pictures of me. "I don't want to be in any pictures, I'm sorry."
"Not you silly," she said, laughing. "Pictures of me, and pictures of me with you, but not showing your face, if you know what I mean."
I smiled as I realized what she was getting at. "So I don't have to show my face and that's ok with you?"
"Of course you don't," she said, the excitement rising in her voice as she realized I might be willing to do it for her. "You can even wear a mask if you want, or don't show your face at all, I don't care. As long as he sees me, um, with you, in every way," she winked, and I knew exactly what she meant.
I was all for it now and ready to jump in with both feet. "I'll do it!" I said, laughing as a big smile spread across her face. "When do you want to do this?" I asked her.
"Tonight!" she said. "Now!" as she laughed with me. "I'm so glad you showed up. I dressed like this because he was coming over to pick up some of his things, and I told him I had a date and was going to meet you, so I'm very happy you came in!"
Now I couldn't wait to get started. We talked for a few minutes and finished our drinks. I told her I had lots of ideas for taking pictures of her, and she couldn't wait to get started either. We drank up, I put the camera in my pocket, and we left the bar. Being the gentleman that I am, I opened her door for her, and she rewarded me with a view of her bare pussy as she slid into the seat.
She left one leg out of the car, and laughed as she saw the expression on my face when I realized she didn't have panties on after all. "I knew you would appreciate that Jack. I did it for you," she said.