Jenna heads to the bathroom

"I'm going to take advantage of the wait to go use the ladies room." Jenna announces after a few minutes. Jack has his back to the group now: he seems to be in conversation with a woman on his left at the bar. Karen's face holds a look that says this is no surprising occurrence. "You want to come with, Karen?"
"Naw....I need another drink." Karen slides down to fill the space Jenna leaves at the bar next to you, and immediately someone crowds between her and Jack. He's unaware, and uncaring it seems.
"Okay." Jenna disappears from view, and you're left standing very close to Karen. She actually snakes a hand around your waist, resting her head against your chest so that you have to avoid a mouthful of her red hair.
{if KarenFlirt = 1
}Karen sips her second drink, and her other hand rubs your cock through your pants as she slides herself onto the barstool. She leans back into you, sighing appreciatively. "Hey, Jameson..." her tone is low and sultry.
"Karen..." your response is equally low, and you watch Jack's back warily. "...come on."
"I told you I don't give a shit what he thinks anymore, and when we're not around Alli, he doesn't even pretend to be a husband." She sounds upset. "I just...you're so much better to her than he is to me." Her hand doesn't stop its work, rubbing up and down on your crotch, before actually sliding in between your waist and the fabric of your pants to reach inside and brazenly find your swelling cock. "Oooh.....what's this?" {elseif JxK3 = 1
}Karen sips her second drink as she slides onto the barstool. She grips around your leg with her free hand, squeezing your ass. "Thanks again for last night{if KarenShowerSex = 1
}... and this morning." {else
}."{endif
}
Your eyebrows raise in surprise, but you look over at Jack to see that he's oblivious, still. "You're welcome. Have you spoken to Jack about... the plan tonight?"
She scoffs. "No. Look at that asshole. He doesn't deserve to fuck me or Jenna. We should just come up with a way to leave him out entirely."
"I don't know if Jenna will be okay with that... she wanted...."
"I don't understand why... I've had the.... pleasure of what Jack considers lovemaking." she turns her head to look at you. "You're leaps and bounds better in every aspect."
"Still..." you say quietly. "If Jack gets cut out, I don't know if Jenna will go for just the three of us again."
Karen hums to herself. "Let me work on that problem for a little while. I think I can come up with something. Last night at the dance club got me thinking..."
"What?" you look down at her, but she shakes her head.
"Don't want to say more until I know I can make it work. Just be patient, sexy."{elseif HallPass = 1
} Karen slides on to the barstool in front of you and sips her second cocktail. Her body is warm against you. You can see clearly down the front of her dress from this angle, and everything you see makes your mouth water. Her bustier is amplifying her already impressive bust to an incredible degree. {if HeadStart = 1
} You remember her body from last night. You had been half-asleep and so had she, but it had been good...very good. You snake a hand around her waist, on the side away from Jack.
"Hey there, Mr. Frisky." She sighs, only loud enough for you to hear over the din. She turns to look at you with one eye. "Looking to finish what you started, huh?"
You lean down to whisper in her ear. "After dinner." You squeeze her thigh. You can hear her breath catch.
"What about Jenna, and Jack?"
"Jenna and I worked out our rules this morning...as for Jack...." you look over. "If he keeps things up he'll be three sheets to the wind. It should be any trouble to pour him into a cab and find our way to a hotel."
"Oh my...James...." she's breathing more rapidly. "That's... I can't believe this is actually happening...after all these years." she grips your crotch, feeling your cock through your pants.
"Patience, babe." You rub her shoulders. "Patience." {else
}
Jenna's words ring in your ears: between her moans of pleasure... admitting that Karen harbors a secret crush...
"Mmm...." Karen leans back against you. "At least one man around here is reliable."
"I'm sorry. You deserve much better." You lean down to speak quietly in her ear.
"Thanks, James." she leans her head against yours, and your cheeks touch. {endif
}
The bartender.... Bill? Bill looks at you curiously. You and Jenna have been here many times. He knows you're married. "Billy this is my sister-in-law, Karen. Karen this is Bill, the best bartender here." Bill nods in understanding. Karen extends a hand, and Bill kisses it like a chivalrous knight.
"Nice to meet you, Karen. Now that you mention it, you do look like Jenna, just with red hair."
"I'll take that as a compliment, Billy." Karen laughs. You hear a woman's laugh from the other side of Jack, and though it's hard to see, you think there's a twenty-something blonde with her hand on top of his. Well...fuck him.
Jenna returns a moment later, squeezing back between you and the patron next to you. She greets Billy, and turns to say something to Karen before the maitre d' approaches to say. "Sinclair, table for 4? Your table's ready now."{elseif Fuckgiven = 1
}Karen slides onto the barstool in front of you, and grips your wrist to pull your head down close to her. "I can't get what I saw last night out of my head... you stud." She giggles as you quietly swear.
"Karen... this isn't really the place." You swallow hard.
"I wish you would just take me to the men's room and fuck me like you fucked my sister last night. It'd be so hot." Her voice is low, but alarm bells still go off in your brain.
"How could I do that, Karen?"
"Fair's fair, Jameson. Don't you deserve a little... indulgence?" she reaches back to rub the inside of your leg.
"Just...be cool, Karen. Everyone who works here knows Jenna and me. Even if I could...." you are a little shocked to realize that you actually want to. "It'd be too dangerous here."
"I like dangerous..."
Jenna returns a moment later, and Karen plays it off like nothing's happening. Jenna squeezes back between you and the patron next to you. She greets Billy, the bartender, and turns to say something to Karen before the maitre d' approaches to say. "Sinclair, table for 4? Your table's ready now."{else
}Karen slides onto the barstool in front you, and your rub her shoulders as she sucks down a second drink. She's pretending not to care, but you can see her eyes as the sounds of a young girl laughing carry over from where Jack is standing with his back to the two of you.
"This is a nice place, Jameson." Her tone is distracted. "Thanks for taking us out. You guys have been so good to us."
"It's my pleasure, Karen." you try to ignore Jack and catch Karen's eye in the mirror. You rub her shoulders a little more, and then introduce her to Billy, the bartender, who was starting to look at you with puzzlement. Pretty much everyone who works here knows you are married to Jenna.
Jenna herself returns a moment later, squeezing back between you and the patron next to you. She greets Billy, and turns to say something to Karen before the maitre d' approaches to say. "Sinclair, table for 4? Your table's ready now."{endif}