Chapter 5

            Jodi couldn’t have been more pleased. She locked the admissions money in the safe in the bar office and walked back out to the bar area. She smiled when she saw Trina, Sandy, and Becky do a striptease while doing the Electric Slide.

Jodi was afraid people would be too uptight, so she offered two free shots of tequila per table and told the staff to do what they had to do to get people to loosen up. Eight more customers entered the bar and the bouncers took their money and gave them wristbands.

            She went out on the floor to make sure the customers had everything they needed. Jodi spotted a couple of folks in the booths making out.

            “Hey, remember me?” a deep male voice said behind her.

            Jodi turned around to look into the deep blue eyes of Sam, the delivery man from earlier that afternoon.

            “Hi. Sam, right?” Jodi beamed. His blond hair was neatly combed and parted on the side. “Glad you decided to visit us.”

            “Would you like to sit down?” he said as he pointed to the table right next to him. He was alone at a small two-person table.

            “Sure . . . if I could sit on your lap,” she said sweetly.

            “Of course, you can,” he answered with a broad smile and sat down in the chair. His teeth were perfectly straight. 

            Jodi straddled across his lap to face him.

            “Whoa, you’re not shy, are you?”

            Jodi giggled. “As you can see most people who work here aren’t shy.” They both looked around at the other patrons.

            Trina had left the dance to give head to an older man. The waitresses were dancing on top of the bar now. People were undressing and climbing on top of the tables. Luckily, Jodi had the foresight to buy all those condoms and place them in baskets on the tables.

            Sam’s hands glided down her back. “One of the waitresses said your name was Jodi, I had forgotten it from this afternoon.”

            “That’s right. Jodi.”

            “Jodi, who doesn’t wear a bra,” he teased.

            She grinned. “Not tonight, anyway.”

            “Would you like me to take a closer look at your headlights?” he asked as he motioned down at her nipples’ imprint through her tight white shirt. “They look like they need some attention.”

“Oh, they do. How nice of you to offer,” she said slyly and raised her body off his lap a few inches. She pulled her T-shirt above her tits. Her shirt was tight enough to let the bunched up cloth rest above them.

            Sam gently took a large lobe into his mouth. His tongue swirled and glided across her throbbing nipple. He moved over to her other breast and did the same.

             Liquid heat took over her nether region. She let out a sex yearning moan and she wasn’t the only one. Gasps and shrieks filled the bar. Sam’s calloused hands moved up her outer thighs to raise her blue skirt. Jodi reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzip his black slacks. She was thankful he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His erection popped out, ready to be ridden. Sam shifted his hips to let his slacks slide down past his balls.

            Jodi slid down his shaft and slowly began to bounce on top of it. Sam unbuttoned his white shirt as he watched her. His chest was scrawny, but cute. She rubbed her hands over the top of his chest. Her hands moved up to his shoulders. His shirt slipped down as she gripped his shoulders. As she rode him hard and deep, a man walked up to them. He was shirtless and his right hand was down his trousers. The random man’s chest was covered with dark hair. Jodi smiled at him. The stranger smiled back. She turned her attention back to her partner. 

            Sam’s breathing became raspy. “I'm about to cum,” he choked out. He patted her on the behind.

Jodi rose just in time to see his sweet juices spill down his shaft. She hopped up on the table and turned to face their voyeur. She crooked her finger for him to come to her.

He stepped to her as she opened her legs wide. 

            Sam slowly got up from the table and headed for the bathroom. Her voyeur pulled a condom out of his pocket and tore it open with his teeth. He pulled out his dick and rolled it on. He slammed into Jodi’s vagina with such force she yelled out. She leaned back to adjust to his size. He reached for her C cups and smashed them together and held on to them as he continued to pump into her.

            Jodi held onto the edges of the table as the voyeur pumped into her like he hadn’t had sex in years. His dark hair was wet with sweat along with his chest hair.

            “Ah, fuck yeah,” he groaned. “Ah, Kathy, you feel so good.”

            Kathy? Hell, if the guy wanted to pretend she was someone else that was his right. She wasn’t going to complain because he was a beast. All she had to do was hold on.

He squeezed her breasts and looked down at them. Her breathing quickened as she felt that old familiar tingle in her spine.

            “Yes!” she shouted. “Keep going. Ah, that's it!”

            “Cum for me, Kathy,” he said in deep raspy voice.

            She closed her eyes as she climaxed. With her back arched and her walls tight, the voyeur orgasmed right behind her.