As I thought that, I realized, that I was thinking, this shit of me fucking men in the bathroom, just might go on all night!
Jim stood there watching me pulling myself together and when I was all done and about to go back out to the bar, he said, “You are really a gorgeous woman. I can’t get over how sexy and beautiful you are. Especially with your blouse open like that, your beautiful tits barely hidden. Your husband must be a very lucky man to have such a HOT woman as you!”
At the mention of “my husband”, I was suddenly wondering what all these guys in this bar think about me. Did they think I was cheating on you? Then I thought, no, that can’t be true, because Lurch, the guy, who started all this, knows the truth about our HOT Wife lifestyle. I thanked Jim for the compliments and opened the door to go back out and join Emily at the bar. Jim followed me out and bought me and Emily a couple more drinks. I quickly downed the two shots that were already sitting at my place on the bar, finished off the one margarita that was getting warm there, and started on the fresh one that Howard brought me. I was getting drunk, but I was also having the time of my life!
Emily grabbed my shoulder and turned me toward her and said, “What the Hell happened to your bra?”
I told her about the idiot brother who broke the hook, rendering it useless.
She shook her head and laughed, “If you let anyone else destroy or steal your clothes tonight, you’re going to be naked!”
I had already thought that myself, but to hear her say it, just cracked me up and we both had a good laugh!
Things get a little blurry for awhile after that, I did several more guys, I can’t remember exact details of each and every encounter. I fucked a few guys, some guys wanted blow jobs, I did a couple more doubles. In between each trip to the bathroom, I had several minutes at the bar to swig down fresh shots and margaritas bought by the men I was doing. The constant supply of free booze kept me drunk all night long. I didn’t have an orgasm with each and every session, but I was fucking horny all night long! I enjoyed being the biker bar slut and as the night wore on, I noticed that even though the football game was winding down, the bar was filling up with more men. Emily told me that the guys were calling their buddies and telling them to bring $50 bucks and come on down to the bar. I never “did” all of them, so some of them must have just come down to see what the, “Strokers biker bar $50 whore” looked like.
As I think back on it now, that is the only regret I have about the whole thing. It started on a lark. Then it just got rolling, and I didn’t know how to stop it, and honestly, I don’t think I wanted to stop it. Because although I wasn’t having orgasms one after another with each and every guy, I was horny. It did feel good. I would go several guys at a time and not cum, then someone would do something that tripped my trigger and I would have a mind blowing orgasm! But the money thing bothers me now. I hate that I will forever be known as the, “Strokers biker bar $50 whore.”