Anything goes at Anything Goes

Within 15 minutes, Mary and Gary drive up to the flashing neon sign of Anything Goes.

Mary squirmed with delight. They parked and both of the slid out of the car. Both now walked with a wiggle. Gary had subconsciously started mimicking Mary.

They paid cover and winked at the tall muscular bouncer.

The club was spacious with many alcoves and a huge dance floor.

Mary and Gary sidled up to the bar.

"What'll you have?" asked the barely dressed barmaid.

Both Mary and Gary giggled.

"A vodka tonic," Mary answered decisively.

"Me too," Gary added in deference to his wife.

Mary checked out the men dancing and strutting around her. She could feel; herself get wet between her legs.

Gary followed her stares and a bulge formed in his tight women's jeans. His hand drifted to the bra he was wearing . He felt very comfortable in make-up and women's lingerie now. His mouth went dry thinking about what was behind those other bulges he was staring at. All he could think about now was cocks.

He was startled when the barmaid returned with the drinks.

Before tonight, Gary would have ogled the expansive cleavage of the barmaid and have been turned on by her luscious lips. Her round ass would have prompted some very lewd thoughts.

Now he was just her out of the way of his view of men's crotches.

"I only ordered one," Mary said as she looked at the four drinks in front of her.

"These are from those gentlemen by the bar," the barmaid indicated with a nod of her head.