[genedad]

Dawn loved being the center of attention. So much so that whenever we went out, she would create these types of situations. We were at the bar with Uncle Bob, his friends Jerry and Mark, and a man named Doug that I didn't know that we'll. He was another guy in his forties who was one of Uncle Bob's friends. We were all at the bar talking and I knew that Dawn was getting bored. Neither Dawn nor I had gone home to change from work yet. I was wearing slacks and a shirt. Dawn was wearing a white button down blouse and a navy blue pencil skirt and heels. She always dressed very professionally for work so I knew she had bra, panties, and pantyhose on as well. Sawn must have snagged her pantyhose on the bar stool because she had a small run starting up her calf. I noticed it and pointed it out to her. She said she was done with them anyway. She told me she was going to the ladies room and would be right back.

When she returned I could see that she removed her hosiery. Her bare tanned legs didn't need them anyway. She stuffed something in my hand. I looked and it was her bra and panties. I stuffed them in my pocket. I looked at Dawn and she had unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her shirt. It was mow open to the middle of her chest. She stood between me and Bob. I saw the bartender at the other end of the bar and nudged Bob. He turned to me and I put my hand in Dawn's blouse and started playing with her nipple. She smiled and Bob said the bartender is coming back so I removed my hand. I told Bob he was next. The bartender went to the other end and he did the same thing. She was at the other end of the bar for a few minutes, so while Bob was playing with her tit, I slid my hand down the back of her skirt. Doug was sitting on the other side of Uncle Bob. He turned to say something and saw Bob's hand inside his own niece's shirt.

"What the fuck!" He said loudly. Too loud, Bob and I jerked our hands out of Dawn's clothing. "I thought she was your niece."

"She is and Gene is my nephew on my wife's side. They've been together for a while."

"Well okay but what are you doing feeling her up? In public no less."

Mark pipes up. "We've all done that before. Jerry and I fingered her last week on the deck outside on Saturday afternoon." Jerry nodded his head in agreement .

I said,"She is mine. I like to share her with family and friends. Casually stand up behind her like you are talking to me and Uncle Bob." He does so. This blocks anyone's view from the restaurant and I pull up the hem of Dawn's skirt. "Feel her pussy. You tell me if she likes it." Doug reached between Dawn's legs and felt her wet slit.

"Oh my god. You have no hair down there. You are really wet too."

"Gene keeps me shaved. This way my hair doesn't get pulled when we play like this. Put your finger inside." Doug slid a finger inside.

"You guys can't do that here!" It was Jay, the manager. He had fucked Dawn on Mark's boat. He saw that Doug had his hand up Dawn's skirt and knew where his finger had to be. "Look it's almost dinner and this place is starting to fill up. You can't play here. He moves Doug out of the way. He takes his place behind Dawn and puts two fingers in her pussy. "I would love nothing more than join you but I like my job. Please take Dawn out of here. " He pulled his hand from her skirt and held his fingers up. Dawn grabbed his hand and licked his fingers. She leaned over so he could see down her blouse to her unfettered boobs.

We agreed to leave and Mark said," let's head to my house and play poker. Or we could play poke her. We all laughed and said yes.