Susan sat quietly in the car as we drove back to the hotel. Pulling in to the driveway she looked over at me and said, "I need a drink. There is a good bar around the corner."
The valet opened the doors as I rolled to a stop. "Thomas, room 1611," I called out as he handed me a ticket.
"This way," Susan said as she got out of the car flashing everyone in the driveway. I had to jog to catch up with her. We walked in silence the two blocks to the bar. It was a bar, dark, cold, booths on one side and a large wood bar down the other.
As we entered the bartender pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels out and began pouring a drink. Susan walked by the bar taking it from him.
"What are you drinking?"
"Dewar's on the rocks."
Susan settled into a booth near the back of the bar and I slid into the seat opposite her.
"You okay?" I asked.
"I don't know."
"What is it?"
"Two days ago I would have never walked around all day with my pussy and ass exposed, flashing strangers. I would not have been naked getting ass-fingered on my desk and then fucking in my office in front of the window. I would not have thought of being pissed on or pissing on somebody else."
"It has been an interesting couple of days. I have really enjoyed being with you," I answered.
"My pussy won't turn off. I am dripping wet, juices running down my thighs and my pussy keeps having little mini orgasms. Everything we have done is so naughty, exciting and I feel like I cannot control myself. I'm not sure what I am going to do after you leave tomorrow."
"I'm sorry, but I do have to go in the morning."
"I know, I just don't know what I will do with what I have learned and felt the past couple of days."
I took a sip of my drink, looking over my glass at her. "This has been as big a turn on for me as I've ever had. You are an incredible and giving lover," I said setting my glass down.
She smiled, "Me too. Thank you for helping me live out some fantasies."
"Definitely been my pleasure."
Looking at the bartender she made the circle the wagons, another round of drinks sign.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," she said as she slid out of the booth and walked to the back of the bar to the bathrooms.
The bartender delivered the drinks. I sat there reflecting on the wild fun that had gone on. Susan had certainly shed some inhibitions the last couple of days and had opened some new horizons for both of us.
I had been sitting there about five minutes when the door opened and a petite blonde in a gray tailored suit and blue blouse walked in. The bartender said hello and began to pour her a drink. She walked to the bar, took the drink and spoke with him. He nodded in my direction and she walked towards the booth.
She walked up, looked at me and asked, "You Dave?"
"Yes."
"Hi, I'm Julie, I work with Susan. Thought I might catch you guys here."
"They clearly know you guys here."
I could see her more clearly now, slim, 5'6", short blonde hair and a set of tits that I bet are impressive to see naked.
"Where is she?" Julie asked.
"In the bathroom."
She sat her drink down and walked back to the bathrooms. I waited, sipping my drink. After a couple of minutes Julie returned and slid into the booth across from me.
"She okay?" I asked.
"She'll be out in a couple of minutes. She is trying to put her face back together."
"Yeah, but is she okay?"
"I think she is overwhelmed with what has happened. She had really built up, in her head, you coming to town. Ever since you two were together in Newport she has been trying to figure out how to get with you again."
"Wow, I had no idea. She is a very sexy woman and this has been an amazing experience for me."
"I could tell in her office this morning. Her window had hand and tit prints on them, she left her bra on the floor behind her desk and her desk was a mess."
"Thanks for covering for us."
"No problem, it has been a fantasy of hers for quite a while, but she could not do it with anyone in the office. Her idea was a just a quickie, lift your skirt kind of thing. Being completely naked on the desk and being exposed in the window was so much hotter than she imagined. I had to go to the bathroom and finger myself after she told me the story."
"You two really are close," I said.
"We are, very," she said suggestively.
Susan rejoined us and slid in next to Julie. She had cleaned up her makeup and brushed her hair. As she slid in, she leaned over and kissed Julie on the cheek, in a very familiar manner.
"Feel better?" I asked.