Beth and I had been to a show and stopped off at a bar near to the theatre afterwards. She had gotten a lot of admiring glances as we entered, well she does have a stunning little figure so I am used to seeing mens reactions to her. This night especially, as she was wearing a low neck-lined top and a short mini-skirt.
The place was quite packed but we managed to get stools at the bar. After a couple of drinks we decided to head for home but I needed the mens room first. On my return, Beth looked very flushed and agitated. As soon as she saw me she got off her stool and headed for the door with me close behind.
I asked her what was wrong but it wasn’t until we had been driving for about 10 minutes that she started to reply.
‘I… I have something to tell you!’
‘What is it Darling?’ I asked. Seeing she was somewhat nervous and shaken, I pulled into a lay-by and parked up. I waited patiently for her speak. I put my arm around her to comfort her. Eventually she started to speak but without looking at me, keeping her eyes on the floor.
‘At the bar, when you were at the toilet…. Something happened.’
I said nothing as I stroked her hair and let her continue.
‘You will hate me, I know you will.’
‘Of course I won’t, how could I possibly hate you? Besides, you couldn’t have done very much as I was only gone a few minutes.’
‘A few minutes was all it took.’
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