The following story was written for Eve. It is fantasy and as such safesex is not considered as it would be in life
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Driving the car down the country road Eve was enjoying the sunny summer weather as she relaxed making her way home from the business meeting in London. She loved her family life in the beautiful north east of the country but being a well paid manager of a major food store saw her often called to the capital to attend meetings. Sometimes she would rush home on the motorway to see her husband Steve and their three children but if the meeting finished early enough she would often take the opportunity to take the back roads so she could enjoy the more picturesque rural routes. Today the meeting had finished early so she was heading north on the minor roads but she was by now regretting the coffees she had drunk both before, and during the meeting, as she now felt the discomfort of needing to make a toilet stop. She saw on the Satellite Navigation she was approaching a village so decided the chances were there would be a pub she could stop at.
She cursed as she passed through the quiet rural village as there was no pub and given the area was largely farm land she was not looking forward to the prospect of how long it would be before she found an alternative. Leaving the village she drove along the road and, as she took the bend in the road, realised a country pub was located about 100 yards up the road. She checked her mirror and noted there were no vehicles behind her so she indicated her intention to turn off the road. Braking she turned into the dusty dirt area to the side of the pub which was its parking area. She placed her white BMW between a dirty red flat bed pickup vehicle which had what appeared to be fencing posts and barbed wire in the exposed rear area. To her right was a small blue Ford Fiesta which was over ten years old.
As Eve struggled to move her flat sole driving pumps off her feet, she moved them into the passenger footwell and retrieved her black polished high heels and pulled them onto her stocking feet. Once they were on she looked in the rear-view mirror and flicked at the stray blond hairs which had come loose and decided against retying her blond hair. Before she left the car she moved the Sat Nav to the glove compartment removing any trace before she left the vehicle. Whilst she was sure there were no car thieves in this peaceful setting she could not get out of the habit.
Clutching her handbag she remotely locked the vehicle noting how out of place it looked between the two vehicles and inwardly cursed at the dust and dirt which already covered the pristine white paint. The car would need to be taken to the car wash tomorrow she noted. Approaching the pub she saw it looked quiet and checking her watch Eve cursed as she wondered if the pub was open all day or was it now closed? She pushed the door and was relieved when it opened allowing her to hear a conversation from within. Her eyes adjusted from the bright sunlight to the comparative darkness and saw a man behind the bar wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. He had short blond hair and blue eyes and looked to be in his late teens or early twenties.
Quickly scanning around the bar she saw three men sat at a table in the bar. Their clothing and rough appearances gave her the impression they were farm workers and probably the owners of the pickup she had parked next to. At the end of the bar was seated a man in his late sixties who had his dog curled up peacefully at the base of his barstool.
Eve was aware that each of the men was looking at her. Part of her thought this was due to the fact it was no doubt a local pub which rarely saw new drinkers visiting whereas the other part of her felt their gaze was being drawn to the blond woman in her smart business attire, stocking clad legs and high heels. At 39 years of age Eve was often considered to be younger and was often complimented on her looks and various physical attributes. She approached the bar and tried not to give away the fact she was aware of the looks she was receiving.
"I was worried you were closed. Could I have a coke please?" She asked the barman.
"Had you been two minutes later I would have been closed for the afternoon but how could I refuse your request." He replied smiling.
Eve smiled back. "To be honest I am in need of your toilet facilities as well so if you could point me in the direction of the ladies please add whatever you want to drink to my order."
"Cheers, they are down there." The man said and directed Eve to the side of the bar away from where the men were all sat.
Eve made her way off to her left and saw there was a smaller area in an annex style room which she stepped down into from the main bar. The two doors at the far end of the room had the door for the Gents and Ladies. Once in the ladies Eve sat in the cubicle and felt the relief as she emptied her full bladder. She thought of the bar area and now she was not thinking of the need to go to the toilet she giggled when she thought how many times she had told Steve of her fantasy to be in a bar with a group of strange men and become their plaything. She reached into her handbag and took out her phone and quickly composed a text to Steve.
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Hi sexy, have stopped in a quiet rural pub and there are five men here in the middle of nowhere. How many times have we fucked with me telling you about my fantasy. He he he I am tingling xx."
Having sorted herself out she picked up her bag. She stood by the basin and washed her hands under the warm water, rubbed the soap into her skin and then rinsed the lather from her palms. Looking into the mirror she touched up her lipstick and adjusted her hair so all of her blond hair was tied back nicely with no loose strands. As she went to pick her handbag up she heard the notification she had received a text. Unlocking the screen she clicked on her messages and saw it was a reply from Steve.
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Go for it. I look forward to hearing ALL the details. xx.
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She smiled and switched her phone off and made her way back into the bar area. Nearing the bar she saw no one had left; in fact they were showing no signs of being in any hurry to finish their drinks and leave.
"Did you get yourself a drink?" She asked the barman.
"Thank you for the offer but you are okay." He replied.
She extended her hand over the bar to shake his hand. "Well thank you for helping me out of my "spot" there, I am Eve by the way."
He shook her hand "Hi Eve, I am Tom."
"So do you live in the village?" Eve asked before she started to sip her drink.
