By 9:30 we realized we hadn't eaten and were getting hungry. Christine wore a simple tee dress, with nothing under it. The skirt would have hit me just above the knee, but with her long body, hit came just below the ass. She wore a pair of high-heeled sandals. It was more difficult for me to find something of hers to wear and we settled on a halter-top that just barely covered. While I am not huge, I am much larger than my friend. She had a little skirt with elastic waste and flowing lines that came just above my knees. Our shoe size was just a little different, but she had a pair of platform slides that worked. Christine suggested beer and wings and she knew of two good places, one was a nice little yuppie bar with a band on weekends and the other was a biker den with pool table and juke box, where the men were men and so were the women. I suggested the biker bar.
As soon as we walked in, it was obvious, we didn't belong. We took a table near the game room, ordered a pitcher and some wings. There was an open pool table and I suggested we play. Christine wasn't sure, but when I reminded her of her short skirt and the need to bend over the table, she thought the idea would be a good one. When Chris played a normal shot, her skirt rode up and you could catch the bare ass and a hint of pussy, but when she had a long shot and had to stretch the skirt came way up, the legs parted and stretched and her pussy was an inviting tunnel. When it was my turn, I had to rely on jiggling titties and bouncing boobs to garner any attention. It wasn't long until there was a group of men, standing around watching.
We weren't very good and it took a lot of shots for us to finish a game and we were closing down on the first game when two guys laid some quarters on the table. I didn't understand what it was until they explained, that when a table is in use, anyone can lay down the price of the game, it means they get to play the winners. Only this time, we don't want to play winners, we want to play the pussies. Christine looked at me, I looked at her and smiled, sure, we would be glad to play with you next.. Then one of the guys stuck his cue stick between his legs and asked if we would like to play with him. I walked over, licked my lips, slipped both hands around his cue stick and slowly rubbed up and down it, put your money on the table and I'll rack your balls too. I blew him a kiss and turned around to the hoots and hollers.
Christine had taken her turn and been showing her ass, I took my first and wiggled my tits, now it was time for my second turn. Danny stopped, me whispered in my ear and when I agreed, he untied the back of my halter and retied it very loose, this time when I bent over my shot, my tits, hung free, the material dangling loose below them. We drank beer, played pool and showed off our asses and our tits, we talked about sex, and made a lot of innuendoes.
