[atruevoyeur]

Several years ago when I was dating my wife, we went to a Duran Duran concert at the house of blues in Las Vegas. I don't know what it is like now but then it was a fairly small and intimate showroom which was good because you really could see the band well.

But it was also hot and smoky in there and my wife had one drink and started complaining about the smoke and the heat and how loud the music was. She was wearing a little black cocktail dress that night.

She was standing in front of me and I noticed her swaying and thought she was dancing a bit. But then she keeled over backwards into my arms. She had fainted. I was able to hold her but two bounders that seemed like big college football players came right over and lifted her arms up. When he did that, her dress rode up and her black thong panties were on show.

Holding her, one of the bouncers asked if she had been taking drugs? I said of course not and the heat and smoke had got to her. So they picked her up, one holding her arms and the other her legs and carried her out the back entrance.

Let me tell you there were a lot of whoops and hollers but you couldn't see anything except the panties from the front as they were carrying her face up.

But once we got outside, they stood her up and said they needed to bend her over to make sure she doesn't throw up and swallow it.

I was in front of her and I watched as both guys moved behind her while holding her and clearly were staring at her ass cheeks that only had a thong string between them.

After only a couple of seconds, she started to wake up and started to ask what happened, They let go of her and went back in to try to find her shoes that had fallen off. One guy came back with one and said that was all they could find. My wife still wasn't feeling great so there was no way we would be going back in. But later it was fun thinking of them seeing her ass