Friday was a lazy day, and Jim decided we should go to the bar for dinner and drinks, even though it wasn't our usual night.
We sat at the table by the dance floor, even though there was no band that night, just a jukebox. As I looked around, I noticed a few of the regulars.
I wore a crop top and a denim skirt, nothing else. When I bent over, even a little, you could easily see my tits from the front or side.
The waiter came by, and to my surprise, it was the young, cute guy from last week. We placed our orders, and soon, they were brought to our table. Seeing the young waiter again started making my pussy wet.
One of the regulars put money in the jukebox and motioned for me to join him. As I got up, I bent over for our waiter's prying eyes. Watching his eyes, I knew he could easily see my braless tits. As I slid out, I let my skirt ride up, showing him my panty-less pussy.
While dancing and getting fondled, I saw Jim talking to the waiter. I wanted to go and find out what they were talking about. Right then, another regular, Billy, grabbed me to dance with him for the next song. I liked dancing with him. He always put his hands on my ass and pulled me into him as I felt his cock grow.
I returned to the table, and Jim said, "His name is Tommy, and he'd love to fuck you while I watch."
I said, "He told you that?" I could feel the surge of desire well up in me.
"Yes, and he wished he had hit you up last week. He goes back to school on Monday. He said to watch for him going down the back hall and follow him to the second door."
I said, "I'm glad you don't mind and want to watch him take me."
We finished dinner, and another waiter brought us drinks, saying, "These are on Tommy."
We just finished our drinks and saw Tommy head down the hall. We quickly followed him and entered the little storage room, which had no lock. There was a recliner and a bunch of what looked like junk in there.