I come back to the table. My wife is sitting talking to the bartender (chris). In conversation we learn that Chris owns the tavern. To bypass certain city ordinances, he charges a cover and has age restrictions to make it a private club. Hence smoking area. He also credits you back the cover after two drinks apiece.
Chris said he and most of his customers are motorcycle enthusiast but he still has a lot of locals come in for the food and music. No music scheduled till new years eve. He said his place always slows during Christmas. He was essentially staring at my wife's nipples poking and her legs as we talked.
My wife was sitting legs crossed drinking and talking. I swapped to ice water since I was drinking most of the day. After drink three we were talking to Chris making an order. My wife asked the location of the restroom. Other side to the back. Chris is leaning on the bar facing us. She scoots forward and slides down onto her feet. I see her straighten her skirt and walk to the restroom. Chris is coming around the bar with her drink and my water. He looks at me as he sets the glasses down and says quote, "I dont think your wife has anything on under her skirt". I played dumb and asked what he meant. He said, as your wife got out of the chair I think I saw she was not wearing panties. I smiled and said could be, she hates underwear of all types.
We talked some. He asked was I going to ask her. I said no unless it is a problem. He said I dont care what she does and does not wear in my private club bar and grill. We both laughed. I said well then you may or may not get a show if she gets too comfortable drinking. He said quote, "I love guys like you". I asked why. He said secure enough to allow the wife to do as she wants. I said she will definately do as she pleases. He said, I may still be married to either of my first two wives if I had thought like that.
She returned. She got back in her chair properly and crossed her legs with no exposure. I told her she got Chris a little excited. She smiled over her glass and said I know. She said he was staring so much she thought she would flash him as she slid out of the chair but ended up exposing more than she intended. She said she caused the skirt to rise sliding but it went too high so she quickly adjusted once she stood. I laughed and asked why. She said there's too much light in here and he is only right there, pointing at the bar. She said she was going to remove her bra but did not want to be obvious. Nipples still hard, I said well you are not hiding much on that front now.
After maybe an hour or so an several drinks later she is getting lit. She said i guess he does not mind me having fun here. I said not according to what he said earlier. She called Chris to make another drink while she visits the restroom. I had moved my chair forward. Chris stopped to watch. She did the same as before except she might have slowed her slide some. Either way the front hem of her skirt rose as she slid down till it stopped just below revealing her strip. She stood and adjusted her skirt, looked up at Chris, said sorry and walked away.
He could not get to the table with her drink quick enough. He said quote, "she is definately not wearing anything under that skirt". Playing dumb I said are you sure. Smiling, he said, definately, I can tell you for a fact she has a smooth cat. I laughed at his phrase and said well I guess you did see. He said, absolutely but if you could move the table forward I could be sure. We were maybe ten feet from the middle of the bar. I said sure. He moved the table to a step and a half away. Maybe five feet. I said I dont want to be in the way. He said you wont. He even moved a few other tables and chairs forward.
We were talking when my wife rounded the corner. Her tits were bouncing and shimmying as she walked. She walked up to the table and requested my keys. She went outside to deposit her bra in our car. She came in and we watched and she walked back. Chris hung out a second staring then left. She said well I showed more than I intended again so now all I'm wearing is what you see. She lifted her arms and asked what I thought. I said if four button were undone it would be perfect. The blouse only has I think six. She undid the next button exposing some cleavage. I said better. She said let's see how the night goes.
Chris was very attentive and my wife had the perpetual hard nipples going. Every move she made she exaggerated so her tits bounced or shimmied. The other two tables were to my left and behind so I'm sure they were enjoying the view but not sure at the time. After another few drinks she unannounced slid out of the chair and to the restroom. Chris brought me a water and her a fresh drink. He said well it's raining outside now. The only time I looked at my watch it was seven fifteen. I had not realized we had been there that long.
My wife returned. She had another button loose. She is now showing a lot of cleavage and it looked hott. I told her the time and that it was raining if she wanted to leave. She said she was good to stay if I wanted. She had Chris change the channel to basketball. I kept staring at that button straining to hold her tits in. I said it wont be long and that button will pop from the strain. She laughed and said we will see. We had some fantastic oysters rockafeller and a seafood dip. He was not kidding about the food. We settled in.
My wife finally noticed the table felt closer to the tv. I told her about Chris seeing her and requested we move closer. She said, we are so close I can count the hairs on Chris's beard. I said I think he is trying to do the same to you. She was drunk. I know this by her response. She said well that's too bad because my beard down there was waxed. We laughed.
Chris was refilling our glasses. I actually ordered a drink. My wife said save some steps and just pass them over. He leaned over the bar holding a drink in each hand. My wife uncrossed her legs and stretched forward. They were still a foot apart. She slides down takes the drinks. Her skirt is almost showing pussy. She has his attention. She places our glasses on the table. She does not adjust her skirt. She just steps up spins and sits. Legs together but the skirt hen is just covering her mound from the top. I decide to hit the head. I walk by and she is just barely covered. I head back. Chris is leaning forward on the bar talking to my wife. I cross between them and look down. She has her legs open just enough to see her slit and smooth lips. Maybe an inch all the way to her seat. Her feet are hooked on the chair foot rest. I am instantly hard.
Chris is standing listening to my wife talk as he is staring at her pussy. I'm watching him and he is essentially listening to her while responding to her pussy. After maybe the longest fifteen minutes of the she slides down adjust her skirt and heads to the restroom. Chris looks at me shaking his head. He said now I believe we both know that she is commando and not a hair in site on her. I said yes I can concur. She is now drunk. He said I can look at that all night. I said I have to sleep so that's not likely. He asked, do you think she knows. I said I doubt it In her state but if she does she does not care anymore. He said she is absolutely gorgeous. I thanked him. He asked if we ever threw darts. I said very little. He said we can break out the dart board if no one come in soon. I said you'll have to ask her.
She returns and sits, legs together, no show. Chris moves on to his other guess with drinks and visits. I can hear him talking but just pieces. He is definitely telling them about my wife and I assume what he saw or has seen. My wife asked if he said anything while she was gone. I told her all. She was a little embarrassed and excited at the same time. She said she was just trying to give him a peek. I said well he got a little more. She laughed and said it's hard to tell without looking down. I said dont worry he loved every second. I told her he wants us to throw darts. She said sure but she would be lucky to hit the board. Few drinks later chris comes around the corner with a dart board on a flat wheeled cart. He sets it up on the wall behind us. He is back to talking to the two tables.
I tell my wife I think he is trying to keep us here longer for more opportunities to see her and possibly the other guys also. She said really. Now I know shes drunk. I said I think so. She said should I give them a show. I said I dont know these people and there's six of them to one of me. She said should we leave. I said maybe but I need a restroom break first. While in the restroom I also enjoy a cigarette. I try not to smoke too much around my wife and it was now raining buckets. I get back to the table and ask if she was ready. She said no. She said she talked to Chris and told him I was nervous with her being the only female. Chris assured her that they were harmless. He introduced her to the others and one is a deputy sheriff. She got go see his badge and I.D.
I laughed and said great now he can arrest you for some lewd charge. She excused herself. On cue chris came over. He asked me not to leave. He said he introduced all. Now the really weird part. He introduced me to each. They said they have been watching my wife since we got there and have enjoyed all. They said that she seems to have a little exhibitionist in her. I said she likes to tease men unmercifully. They all said that they liked being teased. They all also enjoy a game of darts and liquor after close on slow weekends and that's why they are here. I moved back to my table and Chris got us another round. He asked if I felt safe now. I said I will leave it to my wife. He smiled and said great.
She returned. She was smiling big and asked if I met everyone. I said yes. She as asked if I wanted to go. I said I will do whatever she wants. She is standing. She leans on the table and said we have been going out and places for months and months with no chance to tease anyone. She said i now have a captive audience of men to tease. She said she feels ok. So we continue.
As we were talking Chris and others started throwing darts two teams of two. They are hooting and having a time. I tell my wife I think they forgot about you. She stood straight. She rolled the top of her denim skirt several times. The hem is now maybe an inch below her ass. She said not for long. I said I think you may be right. She reach over with her hand and released the button that had been straining. Now she has extra cleavage to the point if the blouse moves much some pink areola will peek out. Now the button below her tits is the only thing keeping any slippage from occurring.
She steps back and does a slow turn. She stops facing me and says hows this for a dart game. Before I could speak everyone was shouting perfect,excellent, beautiful etc.. I said I guess the crowd has spoken. We move to a table by the dart game that's progressing. My wife has to sit straight, she had me confirm or her blouse opens. If you are beside her you can see a full on hard nipple standing out. She is periodically tugging the top to assure coverage. She is also sitting legs crossed drinking and really enjoying 100% of the attention. Everyone wants her on their team. No one wants me. Haha.
When she decided to get up and stand she gave them a small show. She had rolled her skirt so short there was no way to keep her back straight and skirt from riding up. I was standing to her right front. She starts to get up which got the attention of all. As she scooted forward the game stopped. She slid down to her feet giving all a full frontal including a little landing strip till she quickly pulled the front down. This caused a small arguement that her skirt was shorter before. My wife set her drink on the table and adjusted her skirt up her waist. I'm now looking at almost ass cheek.
I am talking to two guys and my wife comes back from making her own drink. She stands beside me then puts right arm around me leaning into me. As she squeezed with her right arm her right nipple made an appearance. Both guys are now looking at her when I finished my statement. I look down and there's her nipple. I look up and both guys are transfixed on her nipple. I wait maybe five ten seconds and say, honey your nipple escaped. She quickly released me and adjusted. Both guys just continued talking. I went to get a water refill. My wife followed. She said that was disappointing. I said what. She said I did that on purpose and no reaction. I said you missed the reaction. I said they both forgot to respond because of your nipple until you covered it. They couldn't focus. She smiled.
The game ended. Chris and my wife playing the winners.
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