i knew my wife was a slut before i married her but ha i wasn`t a saint either. we used to own a pub in London and we had plenty of staff, i never really did much bar work myself, mine was all the behind the seen`s stuff. i was a big Dire Straits fan and they were playing in Birmingham this Wednesday night so me and a couple of friend went up there to see them, the plan was to stay up there the night and come back the next day but on the way up there my car started to play up so i was in two minds wether to stay there or come own straight afterward`s . i dropped my mates off and went back to the pub, got there about 2 in the morning as i pulled into the pub car park i noticed that one of the barman`s car`s was still there which was strange because he was married and was always the first out the door at the end of the night, i opened the side door and went in and was surprised that the alarm didn`t start to bep, because i had been driving i hadn`t had a drink so went into the bar to pour myself a beer, on the floor of the bar was my wife`s short skirt, knickers, stockings and bra along with a pair of socks, man`s pants and a shirt, i knew what was going on so i quitely went up stair`s to the top landing where i could hear noise`s coming from the bedroom, i stood outside the bedroom door for a few minutes before walking in, my wife was laying on her back with the barman `s head between her legs licking her out and my best mate with he`s cock in my wife`s mouth i made out to angry threaten to kill the pair of them and kicked the pair of them out, then went back to my wife and started to fuck her while she told me all the detail`s of what they had done to her, we were in our last pub for 13 years and she said she stopped counting at 141 guys she fucked while we were there. |
