The gantry was splendid, sliver thin brass rails kept the wines and spirits in regimental splendour reflected in the polished mirrors, their optics ai...ed towards coasters on the copper-fastened bartop. Bronze and pewter measures lined the shelves, sixth and quarter gills polished ancient. Brass chandeliers festooned smoke stained ceilings, bouncing brothellish light to deep maroon flock wallpaper. This was Joe’s world, he would alternate twixt Bar and Lounge, Cocktail Bar and Off-License,. I arrived at the place, it was a small old style pub which I'd been to a couple of times before. I ordered a pint and sat at a small table in the corner near the ladies' toilet and waited. I was half way through my beer when she walked in, looking a little flustered. 'Sorry I'm late. Trouble on the tube.' I ordered her a large glass of wine and she sat down opposite me. We chatted so easily, like we'd known each other for years. We talked about our day, the ups and downs of office politics,. .." I did not answer him; but just kissed his lips very passionately.My short skirt went up around my waist leaving only my tiny thong remaining between his long black fingers and my wet pussy lips. The black janitor moved the crotch of my thong aside and he began to feel my very tight hole with his long middle finger.Jack licked my ear and whispered that he had wanted to fuck me since he had felt my body against his in the elevator.I started to moan, as his finger was touching my swollen. .......................................When I awoke, the sun was streaming in through the window; I looked at my watch and saw it was eight o’clock. I smiled to myself as I remembered the previous evening and looked across at Bar’s back in front of me as we lay like spoons close together on one side of the enormous Queen sized bed. I moved slightly away to give her more room as I felt her nearness start to wake up my ‘morning glory’ and imagine my shock when I felt a hand press my bottom. .