Exposing And Playing At A Bar (with pics)

Bill is adjusting to Florida very well. He loves the warm weather, me walking on the beach with a see through cover-up with nothing underneath. In fact, yesterday I wore the cover-up and it was very foggy and muggy at the beach. So foggy in fact that our hair and arms got wet and needless to say so did my cover-up. The dress became even more see through and I got quite a few looks while we walked along the beach. Of course Bill loved it. But that is not my story.

We live in walking distance of quite a few bars and one of our first nights in Florida we wandered over to the bars to see what might interest us. Prior to heading out, we had made some bourbon and cokes so I was already feeling quite happy. I had on a white skirt; no panties and a black top that was very low cut that barely covered my breasts. Any movement from side to side or bending over would open the top. I was happy to see that a few bars have pool, one has shuffle board and to my surprise one also has ping pong. We landed at the bar with free pool and ordered bourbon and cokes. We picked out a table and started to play a game. Anytime I bent over to take a shot, the top opened and my breasts were visible for any to see. There was a man three tables away who just stood and watched for awhile, or would make a shot and then stop while I lined up mine. We played one game and Bill headed to the bathroom. While I waited for him to return another man came up to me and said that I was very pretty and he loved looking at me. I just laughed at him and said well of course, with a top hanging open anyone would look. He said he was just looking at my eyes and I just rolled them at him. Bill came back and he wandered away. A woman about our age came up to me and said I was beautiful and wanted to know if Bill and I would like to play doubles with her partner which was a real cutie and quite young. Bill and I had just started a new game so he said we would play them when we finished our game. They hung around and watched us play and she started taking pictures of me. At the time it didn’t really bother me and she didn’t take any when I was showing my breasts so I thought it wasn’t a big deal.

Now Bill and I aren’t great players, in fact I’m not that good at all but I still have fun playing pool. When we finished our game and they came over, she pulled out her own stick and put her glove on. Oh boy I thought, she is a serious player. I was imagining her asking if we were playing for stakes. She didn’t’ but you could tell she was taking this game very seriously. I was wondering why she even wanted to play us since I was so bad but I didn’t say anything. Now the young man (not more than 22) was okay but not at her caliber. He was quite friendly and very easy on the eyes so I started to flirt with him. I tried to get him to miss some of his shots and would put my arm around him and try to convince him that it would be to his advantage to lose the match. He played along with me for one or two shots. His partner was not amused with my antics and kept telling him to pay attention and not to let me influence him. They did beat us and I told him even though he won the game, he really lost. Throughout the game, the man who said he liked looking at me would wander over and give Bill and I some pointers on how to beat her. He also told Bill that I was beautiful and told him he was very lucky. More people had come into the bar and we had some more people watching our game or watching me show my breasts, I’m not sure which.


After the couple beat us, Bill and I played another game and we had some more drinks. I was starting to get pretty drunk but thought I still had control. After we finished the game we wandered over to the next bar that was actually connected to the bar we were at. This bar had the ping pong table and I was so excited to play but I wasn’t too steady on my feet by now. We started to play and I think Bill was more amused than anything. He later told me that it was so hot to watch me play because when I moved to hit the ball my top would open and actually expose my breast completely and sometimes the top would catch on my nipple and I’d just be hanging out. I wasn’t even aware this was happening or I probably would have been embarrassed. After one game, Bill realized it was probably time to get me home. We walked home but stopped at a bus stop so Bill could get a shot of me sitting with my legs open and my breasts out.


Now I have to tell you a brief story from a time I drank too much in Texas. Bill and I were watching football at a bar and I drank two CoronaRitas. Now I had drunk those before and had not been affected but for some reason, that night I got really drunk. Earlier in the evening I told Bill that he was so getting laid that night but alas after drinking too much that didn’t happen. Now Bill constantly makes fun of me about how he is so getting laid. Well, Bill thought that night was going to be another night of him so not getting laid but when we got home I quickly removed my skirt and top and had him on the bed naked in no time. We were both so horny after my flirting and showing that we were all over each other. Bill kept telling me how hot I was at the bar, showing my breasts to everyone and flirting with the guy. He flipped around so his **** was in my face and I opened my mouth to take him in. His tongue was on **** and a finger in my *****. He then put another finger in my *** and I was soon ******* so hard! He flipped around again, entered me and told me that someday I would have all my holes filled by other men. I started ******* again and then he came, filling me up. He was kissing me and I tasted myself and him as he kept telling me he loved me more every day. The perfect ending to a perfect night!