Mercifully, it was almost devoid ofcustomers, rather like the streets of the village itself. As well as theyoung barmaid, there were only three men in...the bar. One was a man in hissixties, nursing a pint of beer and reading a copy of Titbits magazine.Near him was a man of about forty, alternating between texting on hismobile and eyeing up the barmaid. Last was the bow-tie wearing man whohad spoken to us earlier. And as luck would have it, he spotted us comingin."Hello, ladies!" he said.. I passed a hand self-consciously over my exposed pussy and another over my heavy breasts, my gaze fixated on the man`s pulsing organ. ‘You should go,’ I finally managed to croak, ‘If the magisters catch you, you will be flayed.’‘You speak the truth mistress,’ he said, ‘And yet I would bear it, for a moment inside your delicious hole. I`ll see you tomorrow.’My heart thudded in my chest as he gathered his clothes, throwing them casually over his shoulder as he sauntered to the gate and out of the. She got tired of telling everyone why her husband didn't come.Again I apologized but I figured she was just throwing digs my way. She said she had a lot of dance partners and really enjoyed herself. I asked her if she drank too much and she told me she limited her drinking since I wasn't there to protect her and she had to drive home this morning.That was about all she said about the party. She seemed to stay mad for a couple of days, then things were pretty much back to normal. Wednesday night. There was some discussion between them on how both of their projects had gone and what problems they encountered.Josh said, “Let me change the subject because I don’t know if I should thank you or what.”“What do you mean?”“Remember before you left you volunteered me to fix Pam’s plumbing problem?”“Seems to me I didn’t need to twist your arm to do it.”“No I guess you could say I had the hots for her because her red hair and that sexy look she has along with that good-looking body she constantly.