One of my favorite stories
This might not be the hottest story, but it was fun!
We were in Florida at a waterfront tiki bar. My husband was at the bar while I was on the dance floor. When I got back to the bar, a much older guy walked up to my husband and asked him if it was ok to compliment my high heels and my feet. My husband smiled and said it was ok. The cute old man proceeded to tell me he can't keep his eyes off my heels and feet on the dancefloor. My husband jokingly told the guy that if he paid our bar tab, he could go up to the room and jack off on them. We expected a laugh, but the old guy said, "I'll take that deal". Fair enough, he told the guy, have fun, then he kissed me and told me to hurry back.
The old guy was losing his mind by the time we got upstairs. The guy was kind of small, but wasted no time jacking off all over my shoes and feet. As he left, he threw a hundred-dollar bill on the dresser, which I did not expect. I wiped everything off and headed back downstairs to the bar. My husband was talking with the old guy and two more of his friends. They were asking him if they could do the same. I went back upstairs, and both of them together blew all over my feet again. Both of them also threw a hundred on the dresser as they left. What an odd, random, hot night.
We always had fun at that bar, but unfortunately, it was destroyed by a hurricane about five years ago. Yes, they paid the bar tab too.
We were in Florida at a waterfront tiki bar. My husband was at the bar while I was on the dance floor. When I got back to the bar, a much older guy walked up to my husband and asked him if it was ok to compliment my high heels and my feet. My husband smiled and said it was ok. The cute old man proceeded to tell me he can't keep his eyes off my heels and feet on the dancefloor. My husband jokingly told the guy that if he paid our bar tab, he could go up to the room and jack off on them. We expected a laugh, but the old guy said, "I'll take that deal". Fair enough, he told the guy, have fun, then he kissed me and told me to hurry back.
The old guy was losing his mind by the time we got upstairs. The guy was kind of small, but wasted no time jacking off all over my shoes and feet. As he left, he threw a hundred-dollar bill on the dresser, which I did not expect. I wiped everything off and headed back downstairs to the bar. My husband was talking with the old guy and two more of his friends. They were asking him if they could do the same. I went back upstairs, and both of them together blew all over my feet again. Both of them also threw a hundred on the dresser as they left. What an odd, random, hot night.
We always had fun at that bar, but unfortunately, it was destroyed by a hurricane about five years ago. Yes, they paid the bar tab too.
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