This is my first story so please be gentle. All characters, places and events are born from fantasies of mine that I've never had the courage to explore in real life. Obviously non consent and rape fantasies should remain just that, fantasies. All the characters are strictly over 18. Non consent is often a taboo genre and if this genre is not for you then I recommend not reading any further....
Misplaced Trust -- Older men take advantage
I am wasted!! This is putting it mildly. Barely able to focus I drop my head onto the bar groaning.
It serves me right I suppose, storming to the pub like a child in strop after row with my boyfriend.
After the last two hours of after hours drinking only a few of us are left malingering and I seem to have lost control of my limbs. I already dreading this hangover, it's going to be a killer.
Pete, the landlord put his hand on my shoulder as he pushed another double vodka towards me "Here it's on the house, now head up and pull yourself together love, it's not like you to be lightweight" he chuckled.
My stomach rebelled as the strong spirit smell wafted up my nostrils.
"fanks butt shick" Oh my god I couldn't even get my words out.
Two of the old regulars, Jimmy and Mike sidled up either side of me and laughed at my attempt at coherent speech.
"We best get you off that stool Kelly because I really can't see your legs holding you up lass" Jimmy nodded at Mike and on the count of three they slid a arm each beneath my arms and hauled me from my precariously perched slump.
Not being in a altogether sober state themselves, my dead weight unbalanced their already unsteady legs and we stumbled falling in a collapsed heap into one of the booths.
"Gosh ta ger homes, Ray gonna kill mish" Fuck it. I gave up on speech and let my head lean against Jimmys' stocky shoulder in defeat.
"it's not that bad lass, me and Mikey boy here will see you home right, just like we always do" He stroked my hair in a soothing gesture as my eyelids flickered and closed.
He was not wrong; this pub had been my local since I was old enough to drink. Now aged 25, these two old timers had seen me home safe more times than I cared to recall.
Half opening one eyelid I registered Pete joining us with a pint of his own, and lighting up a forbidden cigarette.
"Time for me to have a well-earned drink and a sit down" He raised his glass in our direction before draining half in one long swallow.
"Quick round of cards gents before we say goodnight?" he asked of the other two men "give our young un here time to pull herself together"
"Aye go on then" Mike nodded and Jimmy grunted out a affirmative sound.
The next time I dared to gingerly raise my head from Jimmys' shoulder and open my eyes the men were well into their game. Fresh pints in front of them and scattered empties showed I must have been out for the count for a while. I just caught the tail end of some bawdy joke, no doubt made at some poor females' expense.
"Fucking jugs out here she had, she was no looker I admit but jeeez those fucking jugs could make a grown man weep" Mike who was usually the quieter of the trio was miming squeezing a pair of breasts.
"Mike! I'm shocked at you" I joked trying to wink at him but probably blinking "You're normally the respectable out of these reprobates"
"I'm a tit man lass, the sight of a massive pair of tits bouncing around has me rock hard in seconds..and that is no mean feat at my age" all three chuckled and resumed their game.
"take your tits for instance Kel" Mike said without raising his eyes from his cards "Now they look to be more than a handful yet I'm guessing firm and no sagging at your age am I right?"
Without seeming to expect a answer he carried on "Them thin tight t shirts you wear hide nothing, especially when its cold" "I've seen those big fat nips of yours sticking out many a time, threatening to take some one's eye out" again with the breast squeeze mime.
"Just how many have you had you dirty old rogue" not taking any offense at all, yet colouring slightly as I clocked three pairs of eyes staring at my chest.
"The man speaks the truth though Kelly, its many a wank Ive had thinking of those big tits dancing for me" Pete leered "If only I was 30 years younger Id ride that tight arse of ya be in no doubt about that"
