There was hardly a tourist to be seen. He led us into a bar explaining that he needed to have a quick chat with someone before we headed off to eat.It...was a typical working men’s bar. Most of the men were standing at the bar in small groups chatting away, a few had also sat down at the tables. We couldn’t understand a word they spoke but it was like any other working men’s bar in the UK; background music drowned out by lots of banter and the occasional burst of raucous laughter. And, as with. I was an Amazon woman with sexy black booty shorts towering over 6' tall. My boobs were popping with a sexy tight white see thru top. Wholly fuck...all the men were checking me out! One black guy had the balls to say how pretty my feet looked in front of my husband. That's all it took for hubby to give me signal of approval. We asked this black...kind of chunky 40 something man to go over to the woman's section to help me pick out some clothes. We discreetly walked into the changing room and I. I looked down into her eyes and plunged in with all my might. She let out a gasp and then Dad shouted out, “Sylvia! Is that you? Bring me another beer.”Mom looked at us, got a cold beer out of the refrigerator and then walked naked into the living room. Dad said, “Holy shit woman, what do you think you are doing? The kids might see you.”Mom replied, “They are next door. Do you want me or not?”I giggled when Dad asked, “Can we do it on the kitchen table?”Mom said, “How about I stand in the bay. The barman for some unknown reason, would ask me to take a tray of drinks over to them and stand at the table as one guy, would put his hand up my dress and tell them I was naked under it. I was then told to go to a bedroom where one of them was staying and prepare myself to be fucked.When the three men arrived I was in my heels and stockings only, standing to attention with the tray of drinks. All the men would undress and every man was big and very hard and upright. I would serve the drinks,.