It had been a long, hard day and my buddy Ray and I were just looking for a quiet drink to unwind and relax. We walk into a friendly little neighborhood bar and because it's a Tuesday night things are pretty quiet. As our eyes adjust to the lower light level we see there are just a couple of guys sitting at the bar nursing beers and a couple over on the far side of the place throwing darts on one of those electronic dart games. Ray and I pick up a couple of drinks and decide that since the female half of the dart throwing duo is the only woman in the place we may as well sit somewhere near them to have our drink. (it had been a long day and we were tired but we weren't dead and we always like to scope out fresh meat).
So we take a table close enough to the dart throwers that they notice we are there and as we make eye contact with them we nod pleasantly, first at the rather attractive 40 something female and then her kind of wimpy looking companion. As we sip our drinks it is the female's turn (we learn later her name is Judy) and in order to throw at the target she has to stand at right angles to our table. Before I go any further let me tell you about Judy. While she appears to be 40ish she has the body of a woman much younger. It is hard and firm with a really nice ass and nice size tits, also very firm. She has dark, shoulder length hair with cute bangs, a kind of a sexy pout about her and is wearing old fashioned bib overalls with some sort of a white top underneath.
As she raises her arm to throw the dart I realize that I can see the entire right side of what appears to be a very firm little titty. The lighting is not real great although they are standing in an area a little brighter than where we are sitting, I suppose for Georgeefit of the dart game. While her arm is up only for the brief time necessary to aim and throw, I swear I can see the whole tit, nipple and all. I lean over and mention this to Ray who I should have known has already noticed the same thing.
The next time Judy steps up to throw I swear she looked over to see if we were looking at her and then seemed to take just a little extra time lining up her shot with her arm in the air before throwing. Well, Ray and I decide we need a better look and get up an wander closer to the couple under the guise of watching the game and making small talk. We learn then that the pretty lady's name is Judy and that her companion is George and that he is her husband.
From this range it is obvious that I was correct. As Judy raises her arm to throw I can see all of her firm breast including a very nice, dimpled, pouting nipple which appears to be pretty hard. Speaking of hard, by now both Ray and I are getting that way ourselves.
As Ray engages George in conversation I suggest to Judy that she is not holding her arm exactly right to get the best throw and without waiting to be invited slide up behind her and reach around with my right hand and take hold of her right forearm and lift it up to show her what I mean. As I lift the arm I step up close to her at just the right angle to look inside the bibs and white top to check out the perky boobs. She glances at my eyes and sees exactly where they are focused but makes to effort to cover up or block my view.
Taking this as encouragement I step immediately behind her and close the gap until our bodies are touching and in the pretense of cocking her arm for the throw pull her back against me. I am certain she cannot mistake the bulge in my pants as it rubs against the cheeks of that tight little ass and it seems to me as if she momentarily backed up against my hard cock and twisted her ass just abit before releasing the dart.
Needless to say the throw went wild and I immediately rushed over with her to "help" her pick up the stray dart and "accidentally" collide with her as she is raising back up from picking up the dart. I make certain the back of my hand brushes the front of her bibs and those lovely tits.
As I look over toward our table both Ray and her husband are watching closely what is going on and I think both were aware my motives were more than teaching Judy the fine art of dart throwing. Ray immediately chastised my efforts and told Judy that he was the real dart throwing expert, not me, and that if she wanted some assistance he would gladly provide it.