..no suspenders and corsets in this small pub ;) I choose simple black leggings tight top covered by a leather jacket. On my way not once did i feel w...ong or stupid. I felt right. I felt sexy. My heart was racing. As i had had a few drinks to relax, he offered to pay for a taxi for me. When i got in the taxi, i could see the the taxi drivers eyes on me. A middle aged man, looking at me, what was he thinking? Was my make up wrong? I checked. Nope it was fine. As we pulled up to the pub he turned. I’ve written a few stories about Pam in the past as she is an incredibly horny woman, very adventurous in bed, and just a fantastic lover. I hadn’t seen her in a long time. It was obvious she had also been working out regularly as she looked fantastic. She was rocking a pair of tight yoga pants that showed off her ample and shapely ass. Her loose fitting shirt could not hide her huge breasts. Still feeling quite horny , my cock began to twitch when I started talking to her. Later, as she was. Few min later he came back, ‘drink up we’re going’ he said, a bit confused I left half a glass of wine as husband was walking away to the doors. Outside I asked what’s wrong ?, ‘nothing, you’ll see’ he said laughing.Got passed midnight and we left a bar and walked towards the next, we ended up at the quayside, but walked past a couple of bars that we usually go to, I asked where we going, husband said ‘just up here’.There was a group of guys standing over the railings, as we got closer I. The all-lesbian hockey team took this as an opportunity to spray each other - mostly down the front of their tabards, before the crowd joined in soaking them from head to foot, eager to see water streaming down their thighs for some reason.At the end of the village, the float pulled off the road into a lay-by to allow other traffic to pass while the driver opened up the Carnival Queen over his steering wheel, trying to ignore the soaking wet team passion in the back. Each number '6' girl.