At least for one more drink

The three of you stroll back into the main bar area, smiles across all your faces. As you appear through the opening, you look towards the table you was at a while back, glad to see Lucy is still there, deep in conversation with a few of the remaining people.

“Drinks then ladies?” Tom asks, and you both nod acceptance, telling him you both want bacardi breezers. As he heads towards the bar, and the grinning Andy who has reappeared behind it, you and Karen make your way back to the table, both walking a little gingerly after the hard seeing to you both just received.

“God do we just do that?” Karen whispers to you just before you reach your destination, “I don’t know what got into me.”

“I think we all know what got into you Karen. Tom” you smile back at your new friend.

“Welcome back you tarts” Lucy calls to you as you arrive at the table, “satisfied a little need then have you.” You are use to Lucy and her teasing, afterall, you have done the same to her in the past, so you simply stick your tongue out at her as you sit back down. Karen though looks a little embarrassed as she slides into a seat beside you, a red flush going across her face.

“Don’t worry about her,” you tell Karen, “she is just jealous that it wasn’t her back there. She’s done a lot worse.” Lucy doesn’t reply, simply pretends to look offended and takes a sip of her drink. Before you can add anything further Tom returns with your drinks, placing a bottle in front of each of you, then slides himself beside Karen, legs brushing each other and clearly hoping for a little more fun with her later.

As you sit there, you feel Andy’s cum soaking into your thong, the thought of how it got there making you smile once more. “Think I need to pop to the bathroom” you inform the table and rise to leave, hoping that what Andy just deposited inside you isn’t going to start running down your bare legs any time soon.

“Think I will come with you, just to keep an eye on you” Lucy notifies you and gets up behind you.

And as the two of you start to make your way from the table, Karen stands too. “Think I may need to clean up a little too” she lets you know, and so the three of you stroll again through the bar and into the corridor you have only just left, this time though you head straight for the ladies.