Jack didn’t mind though, he loves the extra hours and tips, plus he tends to get a lot of girls to flirt with him.As the night drags on, Jack gets i...to the flow of things. There are not many customers, so when he is not serving or talking to customers, he takes inventory of the drinks and talks with the chef in the kitchen. Around 11 pm, after Jack took his lunch, a woman entered the bar. Something was different about her. Jack swore that as she closed to the bar, the people she passed got up. ” He reached forward and put a hand on mine. “I’m sorry, Johanna.”“Well, at least one of us is happy, so we’re batting five hundred.”“I didn’t say that.”“What more to do you want, Tim? You’ve got the life everyone dreams of. Gorgeous, sexy wife, healthy, happy children, success at work.”“It looks good from the outside, yes.”“Tell me about it,” I said. “If you want.”He sighed deeply.“I’m not unhappy. But that’s not the same as being happy, is it?”“No.”“I’m content.” His hand was still on mine. She turned round to face me again and I let out a long low whistle in appreciation. Her full rounded figure strained against her underwear and she looked positively wicked.“Fantastic” was all I could muster.“Thank you” she said, “Now let’s see what you’ve got to offer.”Unbuttoning my shirt for me she pulled it over my shoulders and tugged it from my pants. Then undoing my belt and slowly unzipping my fly she bent down and pulled down my trousers. My erection bulged obviously against the white. He walked up the stairs to find out what the girls were doing. It was when he got to the bedroom door, that he got the surprise of his life. He saw his wife of over ten years, with her head buried deep between her friend's legs. He just stood there in disbelieve what he was seeing. She wouldn't let him wear a bra because she didn't know if she should treat him like a man or a woman, but there she is going down on her friend.He stood in the doorway watching his wife and her friend having sex in.