The brass bell resonated throughout the bar, indicating last call, as I came to a close of another crazy Friday night at "1984", the 80s retro bar I had been employed at for the past 5 years.
The doormen were awesome and never let anyone stay past 2:30am, knowing we all had better things to do.
Being the working bar manager, I was responsible for closing up the bar and was always the last to leave.
As I sat down, after finishing my closing duties, I took my first sip of wine & heard a noise coming from the ladies' washroom.
I wandered over to the door and gave a little knock.
"Hello? The bar's closed."
All I could hear was a muffled moaning. I eased the door open and moved around the corner. To my amazement I came upon the hottest black woman I'd ever seen being drilled from behind by a huge muscular tattooed guy!
The guy glanced over at me and gave me a nod, the chocolate hottie oblivious to my presence.
My cock began to harden as my surprise was replaced by lust.
Being in the bar business for so long I had had my share of sex with drunken women & men but never together, and I thought to myself, "I'm going to enjoy this."