After the Bar Closes

Last night while I was losing my shirt on a gambling machine, my sexy little MILF wife was losing hers on a bar....yup...true story.

It being Saturday night and all and nothing planned we headed off to our favorite little bar for some drinking and gambling and whatever else came along. Much to my wife's delight, the bartender was a guy she flirts with all the time. He's in his mid to late 30's big and strong and even better from her perspective, works alone most nights.

The little bar is in an industrial part of town and is busy from Monday to Friday but on the weekends business dies off and almost disappears. If it wasn't for the gambling machines, probably would close on the weekends.

So after an evening of gambling and drinking, with her losing a little and me winning a bit, she quit playing and went to the bar to talk to the bartender. I was in the machine room with two or three other gamblers. At one point I went to cash a ticket and Melissa was up on a barstool, her sexy legs on display while the bartender, Kyle, was standing beside her chatting her up. He smiled when he saw me and quickly came around the bar to cash my ticket.

I smiled at Melissa and went over to ask how it was going. She said it was going great, and did I mind if we stayed after the place closed to help Kyle clean up. I raised an eyebrow and she winked, so I just nodded and said, "sure"

The rest of the evening I was losing money but not paying much attention, I kept glancing out at the bar watching them, and waiting for closing, wishing the other patrons would get going.

Finally Kyle called last call, and the machines started to shut down, folks cashed out their tickets and were leaving one by one. Finally the place was empty. Melissa was standing up by the bar now, Kyle was on the other side locking up the day's receipts. He threw me the keys to the door and asked me to lock it. I grabbed them and headed for the front door which I locked, checking the parking lot to make sure everyone was gone.

When I turned and headed back in to the bar, both Kyle and Melissa were no where to be seen. I looked around until I heard a noise in the office and looked inside. They were standing just inside the door, kissing, her back was to me, and I could see his big hands on her bum, pulling her skirt up, revealing her little red thong.

I didn't say a word, instead I grabbed a bar stool and sat down where I could see inside the office, and sipped the remainder of my beer. They came out in a few minutes, giggling and Melissa, who was a little tipsy, said, "Kyle just told me he has always fantasized about something."

"What's that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, smiling at the two of them.

"He wants to see me on the bar." she said, "Naked"

"Well baby, what are you waiting for, I do to!" I replied, getting up off my barstool and moving it out of the way.

Kyle put some music on and Melissa climbed up on the bar, with my help, on all fours until she stood up, moving to the music. She gave us a slow strip show, starting with her shirt which she unbuttoned and dropped to the bar, then her black bra came off in her hands and she threw it at Kyle, sitting beside me, watching her. She danced around a little before her skirt came down over her hips and she stepped out of it, until she was dancing nude except for her red thong and high heels.

We laughed and clapped appreciatively, Kyle reached up and put a five dollar bill in her thong, she smiled at him and danced closer.

"For five more dollars" she said, winking at him, "You can have this thong."

Kyle wasted no time coming up with another five dollar bill. He reached up to put it in her thong, but she pushed him back.

"I said you can have the thong for five dollars." she said, adding, "I meant it." With that she lowered herself down on the bar until she was sitting, then swung her legs around to Kyle. "Help yourself honey" she said to him, and lifted her bum off the bar so he could pull her thong down over her hips.

I watched her eyes as he pulled it off, and saw her freshly shaved smooth cunny, her pouty lips, wet and swollen. She watched him carefully, looking for some sign of approval which she got when he gasped, and said something under his breath.

"You like?" she asked.

"Uh-huh, I like." he replied, almost forgetting the thong which he had in his hand. In fact he dropped it on the bar when she moved her body to the edge and moved down until she was sitting in his lap on the stool, her big tits pressed against his body.

They kissed as his hands felt her breasts, squeezing her nipples, feeling the weight of her big boobs in his hands, obviously enjoying it. I glanced over my shoulder and realized that the bar was open to the street, big windows in front, anyone walking by could see them very clearly.

"Uh..I hate to interrupt, but I think we should move to the back of the bar somewhere...."I jerked my thumb in the direction of the window, got up off my stool and started toward the back of the bar, they came behind me, somehow he had managed to get up with her wrapped around his body, and he was carrying my nude, horny wife.

He laid her down on a big leather couch off to the side, out of the line of sight from the windows. She immediately sat up and reached for his pants, saying, "Let's get you guys naked too, I don't want to be the only one."

Kyle looked over at me with a questioning raised eyebrow and I smiled back, saying, "What are you waiting for, do you want to fuck her or not?"

With that I started undoing my shirt and he did the same, pulling his off over his head. Melissa smiled and stood up beside him when she saw his muscular chest and shoulders. She felt his chest hairs with her hand, all the while smiling and purring.

He undid his belt and pants, and shrugged them down over his legs, kicking his shoes off until he was standing beside her in jockey shorts and socks. She giggled and looked over at me, as I too shrugged off my clothes down to my shorts.

"What's wrong with you guys?" she laughed, "Scared to take your underpants off?"

We all laughed, but the laughing stopped as Melissa pulled...no yanked Kyle's shorts down hard and fast, and his cock was dangling in her face. Her eyes showed her approval and she nodded at me as I too dropped my shorts and let my own cock out.

Melissa moved back to the couch and sat down, pulling Kyle over to her by his cock, which she sucked...and sucked...and sucked...while I watched, stroking my own cock which was hard from the excitement of watching them.

Kyle grew big and hard in her mouth, he stood in front of her, holding her blond head in his hands, moaning as she provided him with pleasure. It wasn't long before she leaned back on the couch and spread her legs, looking up at Kyle, her bare beaver looked wet and ready.

"Fuck me." was all she said, and all she needed to say, he dropped down to his knees on the couch as she turned to accomodate him, gasping as he entered her tight cunny, sliding his cock in deep, pushing her hard, and fast, his big powerful build giving him the strength to give it to her hard. Judging by the sounds she was making, she was enjoying it immensely. I started to move over to her head, to get a blowjob, but decided against it, and instead I stopped and leaned against a nearby pool table, jerking off, for dear life as I watched my milf wife getting fucked by another man...I came when she did, and he came shortly after, pulling his cock out and letting his cum shoot all over my wife's belly....before shoving it back inside of her for some finishing thrusts.....

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