"Oh, those..... er..... no darling,they've been lost in transit"came the reply, almost as an afterthought."What?" exclaimed Danny, in shock. *Lost in ...ransit? What do you mean?" What part of "lost in transit" don't you undertstand sweetheart? Thecouriers have lost your luggage," replied auntie Lynda, not seeming toattach much importance to this bombshell she had just thrown her nephew."But what about my clothes auntie?" pleaded the devastated boy. "What amI going to wear?" Oh don't worry honey,. Occasionally a girl would leave the stage and would leave with one of the men through a side door and a new girl replaced her. Dave ordered us both a drink and asked what I thought. I said I was a bit shocked and asked did Tracey know about this. He surprised me more by telling me she came on the Sunday ladies' nights and enjoyed it immensely. A waitress brought our drinks; she was wearing a sexy French maid uniform and fishnet stockings. I felt my cock stir. As the drinks were set down I was. After about half an hour (or another 2 pints) a crowd came in some of which Iknew, so temporarily I reverted back to my usual self "the easy going guy who'snot afraid to drink in gay bars despite the fact that everyone knows he'sstraight because they know his girlfriend as well".I drank with the crowd for a further hour before finally making my excuses andmoving off. Leaving the pub I headed for the last of the gay pubs in the towncentre.As soon as I walked in I tried to shake off the straight. I then pulled the butt plug out of her ass and put my cock in. She was very tight with me in her ass and that big dildo still in her pussy. I removed her ball gag and her blindfold. She told me how much she loved me and then she asked me if I was going to keep her tied up like that all night. I took her double meaning as a suggestion and said yes. She smiled at me. When I finished cumming in her ass I just pulled out and took a shower.That evening I took care of the girls. I gave them their.