True story
I was with my partner since 18 year olds. She got a 3 night a week job in a local new pub in the late 80's as we had a new mortgage and needed the money.
It was on a big new housing estate and back then pub was busy every night , real mix of well off people and tradesman , mainly in bar. The landlord employed all females and early 20's. There was also a dress code of black skirt and white or black blouse. Being in stockings , nylon and tights from an early age I used to buy all Hanna's lingerie for her. She always wore sheer black lace top hold ups or very sheer to waist tights with a gusset ,so she wore no knickers with them) to the pub.After she had done about a year their she often used to stay after closing for a late drink with the other staff and maybe one or two regulars. I was away Monday to Thursday a lot in London. One Thursday I told her I would be catching last train back from London so wouldn't be home until around midnight. Train was delayed and it was nearly 1am when I got in. She had text me to stay she was staying for a late drink. I was starving as not eaten since lunch hungry so cooked some food. By the time I finished it was 2am and she was still out. I thought that was later than usual , but went to bed. At 3am I heard the door lock go. I heard her in the kitchen for around 15 minutes. Then when she came up I heard her clean her teeth and get into bed, but I pretended to be asleep, I could smell the pub on her as you could still smoke in pubs 5then. But didn't hear her really get undressed. She was up for work and gone the next morning by 7am. When I got up I did see her short black skirt and black silky blouse on the floor . But there were no tights or stockings?. Intrigued I went downstairs and looked in the bin. There was a newspaper on the top but when I lifted that there was a pair of her sheer black Italian tights under it. I took them out , thinking she must have ladderedthem.(I often loved to wank into her used tights,she would also often wank me into a stocking or over her tights). As I held them up , the gusset was torn away, a great big hole at the crutch and ladders running all down the leg. They had clearly been ripped on purpose, I was so aroused I jerked myself off all over the tights. I said nothing about it. When she came home she seemed very happy , she was working at the pub again on Friday night. I noticed she appeared to have made an extra effort . Her hair looked very 80's back-combed and sexy. She had her usual bright red lipstick and dark eye make up on. A white blouse and short black skirt , this time she had lace top black hold ups on , as she bent over I could just see the lace of her stocking tips. She often said she got comments when she bent over at the pub to reveal a hint of stocking tops. She tended to wear tights for work more as one or two of the guys were getting too excited. Friday she again stayed late for a drink but was home by 1am . Next morning I looked at her clothes on the floor and her black skirt had 2 or 3 white stains on it , it looked so obviously like cum. When she got out the shower I asked her what is this . She went slightly flushed and said " I don't know probably from cleaning up at the pub". So I said " does the crutch of your rights also get ripped when cleaning up" . She looked at me and knew the game was up " oh shit, I've been caught out ". She knew there was no point lying and said she thought it turned me on knowing she was going to the pub looking tarty andthat she thought I was probably expecting her to be naughty". She spent the next hour telling me about 4 occasions in the last 2 months when she had been naughty. The first two with the same guy involved giving him a lift home after a lock on. He was stroking her leg as she drove.l and telling her how much he had always fancied her. He told her to park up somewhere before they got to drop him off. She was teasing him saying "why would I do that?" before reaching over and feeling his trousers, and touching a rock hard erection inside them. She said "umm maybe I better stop". She mildly protested and said she loved with someone and it would get around the pub
. He assured her as he was married it wouldn't. They began kissing , his hand groping her feeling her pussy through her tights. She said I was going to just kiss him , let him have a little feel then no more. But as his hand nudged her clothes through her nylon she said she just felt so horny as his cock was so hard in his trousers. Within seconds he was kissing her neck and mouth and she was unzipping him so his cock sprung to attention . She smiled at him as she circled his precum around his swollen cock head with her red nails. Looking him in the eyes " she said " tell me this goes no further, not even to your mates and I'll wank you off but no more" he assured her it wouldn't. But as she began to slowly wank his full length he frowned "fuck I'm gonna cum , I'm gonna cum, it will go everywhere". Hanna said I just made a split second decision , that I could not let his spunk shoot all over her so she quickly dropped her red lips over the head of his cock just in time to get the first hot salty jet of cum splashed down the back of her throat. She said his hand gripped the back of her head as she felt his cock pump jet after jet of hot cum into her mouth. As his cock twitched and his orgasm subsided she heard him groan " you fucking dirty bitch" and once she knew he had finished. She slowly realises the hard group her lips had round his bell-end. Looked up and smiled at him before opening her mouth to show him a big puddle of his spunk, before closing her mouth and swallowing and then showing him her clean tongue. She said the power she felt was intoxicating , she loved the fact this cocky l,macho guy in the pub was like putty in her hand. She looked at his wilting cock and said " you better wipe that red lipstick off your cock , before you go home" .
By now I was lying on the bed as she told me this and was ready to explode . She said do you want to hear about the others? |
