The local pub

Leanne was getting impatient. She was sat in the local pub waiting for it to close so she could get on with the real reason she was there. It was a typical local "old man" pub with not much going on and definitely not somewhere she would visit otherwise. Fortunately she was with two of her own old men and the real fun would hopefully begin soon.

She was sat between Joe and Burt, for some reason Frank couldn't make it tonight. Next to Burt was Leanne's neighbour Kirsty, who had been joining them a lot lately and was really starting to enjoy spending time with Leanne and her three old friends. There were a few other locals scattered around the place and Leanne was hoping they would be leaving quickly.

Leanne could feel the other locals staring at her, clearly not used to a hot girl being in there. This had the affect of both annoying and arousing her, which just made her even more frustrated at the lack of action. Just as she was about to give in and drag Joe off to the toilet, the owner of the pub stepped in.

"Alright you lot," he yelled in his booming voice. "I wanna lock up so it's time you all went home."

There were a few grumbles but eventually the other locals all trudged out after a few last minute lingering stares towards the two young women. Fortunately going home didn't apply to Leanne, Kirsty or their two old lovers. Burt, Frank and Joe had been regulars at the pub for many years and after hours lock-ins were a regular occurrence. Although tonight would be slightly different.

After the last of the locals had plodded out, John, the owner, locked the door behind him and started to clear some glasses away with the help of his barmaid, Lucy. Leanne could feel her heart racing as her excitement grew. She'd been planning this for a while and now all the waiting was about to be over.