My wife stood there looking as lovely as ever, smiling from ear toear. She had that "creative" gleam in her eyes and was holding a pinkleather leash t...at matched the pink leather/white laced collar andcuffs I was wearing. She approached me and knelt down so that she wasat eye level with me, she looked me in the eyes as she attached theleash to the "D" ring on my neck collar and told me in her softsultry voice; "julie dear, you know I love you and would never harmyou right?" I nodded slowly and. ’ ‘What! I didn’t leave with Max last night.’ I replied trying to sound as indignant as I possibly could. ‘Look, I don’t know why you feel like you need to hide this from me but Eloise was pretty sure she saw the two of you leave the club together. She said Max practically dragged you out and you didn’t appear to protest in any way which is why she didn’t choose to interfere.’ I opened my mouth to explain but Kylie cut me off. ‘And I also saw the way that boy was checking you out the entire. They were bustling to fill glasses and take orders: every barstool was taken, filled by men of all sizes and ages. The clientele included men from their early 20's to late 50's, wearing everything from suits to factory jumpsuits. But none of the men were paying attention to the attractive bartenders. Instead, they were turned with their eyes fixed in the opposite direction.That's where the main stage was, and as Tina panned over toward it, her heart skipped a beat. The stage was T-shaped, its. . “ his fingers touched her pliant buttocks, enjoying once more the softness of her unblemished skin: unbelievable, for a fifty-two aged woman, wife and mother of two. Up and down, from her anal ring to the pink folds of her pussy lips, he explored her lower body. “You’re a cutest thing, baby!” he exclaimed, giving her a slight slap which made jiggle, deliciously, her righ bun. A soft moan had just escaped her throat, as a second harder slap reached her left asscheek.“Ohhhhhh. . . . don’t.