Sheila flashed a big smile and crossed her arms, hugging herself and pushing up her cleavage a bit more "That's right, I'm all yours. Now what can I get for you fellows?"
"Oh that pretty smile may be enough for me, that and another Miller draft," said the grey haired man.
"You can sit on my lap and we can talk about whatever pops up," said the balding man. "And I could use another round as well".
Sheila laughed "You guys," she leaned over the table more than she needed to and scooped up their empty beer mugs. Both men looked down her shirt without trying to be modest. "I'll be right back, don't want you two losing your buzz and your wit."
As she walked to the bar she heard them whispering about the shape of her ass. She loved her husband but there was something so exciting about the attention of dirty old men. Even her sleazy boss who made her skin crawl would get her wet when he stared at her lewdly.
As Robert filled two fresh mugs and set them on the bar for her she started thinking how this boring Monday afternoon might be a bit more exciting if she could play along with these two. The bar would be slow all day, weekdays were usually boring and full of cleaning duties and little waitressing.
Sheila got back to the corner table and set the drinks down, again giving the men a look down her blouse. The balding man seemed the more aggressive of the two so she stood close by his chair, her breasts at his eye level.
"So what brings you two here today," she asked placing her hand on the back of the balding mans chair and leaning closer to him.
The balding man leaned back and glanced at the bar. Seeing that the bar tender was busy restocking bottles, he got brave and put his arm around the blondes waist "Just talking over a boring business deal, but we like to do it over many drinks and at some random hotel to hide out from our wives. This way we can get nice and drunk and not have to worry about driving drunk back home, or to the office".
This was the first time Sheila noticed they both wore wedding rings. Maybe everyone felt how she felt from time to time. Although she figured that at least the balding man was a straight up cheat. |