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Rescued by the Bartender
Date: 7/30/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: Katje, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
the two other bartenders worked behind the bar to fill the rush of orders thrown at them. Hannah lifted the glass of red and orange liquid, lifting a brow at the young woman who’d placed it before her. “It’s a sex on the beach, hon,” the petite brunette smiled, handing her a wet cloth. “It’s sweet. Here, press this against that cheek. It’ll help take the sting out,” she added as she dashed away toward the trash with three big bottles. *** “Hey, don’t you guys worry about leaving, okay?” Nathan used a rag to clean the nozzles on the soda fountain, looking up at Adam and Hannah as bouncers and bartenders alike started encouraging people to leave. “You’re friends of mine, and what with that big guy getting all ‘ Hulk smash ’ on your wife, here, I’d feel better if you stay inside.” Nathan sat two more drinks in front of them and worked his way along with cleaning behind the bar. Hannah turned and smiled up at Adam. “So you told him I’m your wife?” “Of course I did,” Adam sipped at his bourbon and cola. “I made friends with him while we watched you go through prospects.” He laughed as she screwed up her face and slapped his arm, falling against him with a giggle. “God, I think I’m drunk!” She took a long drink and smacked her lips, smiling over at the young man who worked diligently, laughing and talking with his co-workers. “He’s cute, isn’t he?” “I’m drunk, too, woman,” Adam stated, “but not that drunk!” He chuckled, but couldn’t help the flash that came to his mind of the ... darker, tanned skin against his wife’s pale flesh, and coughed a little as he shifted to ease the sudden constriction in his jeans. Hannah giggled, and stood to her feet as Nathan rounded the end of the bar, nearly launching herself at him as he stopped beside Adam. “My hero!” She stood barely on her tiptoes as Nathan’s arms came around her, and she pressed her lips to his in a sudden kiss. Nathan’s eyes widened, meeting Adam’s, who nodded, and he kissed the sauced blonde thoroughly, setting her back on her feet with a laugh. “Well, you’re welcome, senora . It’s part of my job.” He spun his keys in his hand. “It’s also my job to make sure patrons drink responsibly, and you two are drunk. I’d like to give you a ride home, since that was partly my fault.” Hannah and Adam accepted, both knowing they were in no fit state to drive, and waited patiently outside by a Jeep as Nathan locked up the bar. Hannah called shotgun, and Adam climbed into the backseat with a groan. Within minutes, they were on the road, and Hannah had her bare feet on Nathan’s dash; the wind whipped through the open-air Jeep, making Hannah’s hair fly, and she giggled as she tried to keep her skirt down. Drunken directions, missed turns, and laughter had them pulling up in their driveway forty minutes later, and the married couple spilled themselves out onto their sidewalk. “Won’t you come in?” Hannah flirted, and Nathan swallowed thickly as he stared down at the pretty blonde’s chest. Her nipples were peaked, ...