When Brandy stepped into the bar the next afternoon, she could hardly believe her eyes. All the booths were filled and customers were standing two deep at the bar.
"Hey, Boss Lady," Dave grinned, stepping close to her as she pushed her way to the back of the bar. "That promotion idea of yours sure worked. I just spread the word to a couple of guys and they did the rest."
Brandy had the insane urge to turn and run but she knew better than that. If she welshed out on her bargain, these customers would never come in here again.
"Are you giving out the gold swizzle sticks yet?" Brandy asked, her voice quivering a little.
"Who knows?" Dave shrugged, drawing another beer. "I just threw them in the dispenser. You said it should be random and that's exactly what I'm doing. I don't know if anyone's gotten one yet or not."
As Brandy hurried over to wait on customers in a corner booth, Dave let a wicked grin slide over his face. The bit about putting the gold swizzle sticks in the dispenser was a lie. He had the lucky sticks hidden under the bar. He was going to make sure Brandy got a real good customer for her first fuck.
The door of the bar swung inward and a grin slid across Dave's face as Wes Underwood walked in. The meek little man gave Dave an apologetic smile and slipped between two beefy men at the bar.
"I… I'd like a beer, Dave," Wes said, "that is… when you have time."
Dave drew the beer and stopped before he handed it to Wes. He'd always felt sorry for Wes, married to that church-going Puritan wife of his. If anyone deserved a good fuck, it was Wes. Dave was positive that he didn't get any at home.
Wes gave Dave a curious look as the bartender handed him his beer with a gold swizzle stick in it. "Dave? Just a moment please. Is this something new? I really don't need a stick to stir the beer, you know. Of course it's nice of you to put one in but you can save it for one of the other customers."
"Holy Shit!" the beefy man next to Wes shouted. "Lookee here! You won, fella! Looks like today's your lucky day!"
"Won'?" Wes turned astonished eyes to Dave. "What does he mean, Dave? I won something?"
"You hit the jackpot, Wes," Dave leaned close to the little man's ear. "Just let me whisper exactly what you won."
"Oh, my!" Wes gave a startled squeak and his face turned beet red. "Oh, Dave! I-I'm a married man, you know!"
"So are half of the guys in here and that's not stopping them," Dave grinned. "Have another beer on the house, Wes, and think about it. And take a good look at Brandy over there. Remember, twenty minutes of your favorite thing."
Wes' face was still red as he gulped down his beer. He knew that he ought to leave right now before he was tempted, but he couldn't help but notice Brandy's lovely curved body as she picked up a tray of drinks. Her tits were so lush and rounded that Wes almost choked on his beer. He had a sudden vision of himself, burying his cock between her swelling, heated tits. It was something he'd always wanted to do but he'd never dared to even mention it to Helen. Helen let him do his fucking once a month and she gritted her teeth through the whole thing. She said he could never accuse her of not doing her wifely duty.
Wes might have been meek and mild but his mind was a hotbed of lust as he finished another beer. When he'd married Helen, he'd promised to be faithful but was thrusting his aching cock between Brandy's lovely shimmering tits really being unfaithful? It wasn't actually fucking her, not in the usual manner, at least.
By the time Wes finished his fourth beer his mind was made up. He'd never won anything before in his life and he'd never forgive himself if he didn't take advantage of this good luck. And he didn't want Brandy to feel bad if he didn't turn in his gold stick. She might think that he didn't like her and that certainly wasn't the case. The more Wes stared at Brandy's bouncing tits under the tight top she wore, the more he liked her.
It took Wes more than a half hour to work up his courage. He glanced at his wristwatch and saw that he had another hour before Helen came home from her church meeting. If he was going to do it, it had to be now. He had to be home when Helen got there.
"Er… Dave?" Wes spoke up, his voice emerging in a strained croak. "H-Here's my gold stick. And I'm ready to collect my prize. Wh-when does this happen?"
"Right now!" Dave grinned, slapping Wes on the back. "You just go on back to the office and I'll send Brandy in to you. She'll be really happy, Wes. I saw her look at you a couple of times tonight and I could tell she was hoping you'd be the lucky guy."
Just as soon as Wes left for the office, Dave motioned Brandy over. "Your first lucky customer, Boss Lady," he chuckled. "I think you're going to like this. The lucky man was Wes Underwood!"
"Wes?" Brandy gasped. "Oh, Dave! You can't be serious! Wes Underwood's the meekest little man around."
"Then you'll just have to liven him up a little," Dave grinned. "Let's see how sexy you really are, Brandy. I want to see Wes come out of the office with a big smile on his face."
Brandy hesitated a minute and then she grinned back at Dave. She really was glad that Wes had won. She had met Helen Underwood once and that was enough. Poor Wes wasn't getting any loving at home. She was going to give him a real treat tonight.
Wes looked up and blushed when Brandy opened the office door. He hadn't even taken his clothes off yet and he looked so embarrassed that Brandy had to choke back a giggle. She had to act fast before Wes got cold feet.
"Mmmmmm, I'm really glad you won, Wes," Brandy gave the little man her sexiest smile. "I really like you. I hope you're going to let me give you a real treat tonight, Wes. I'd feel really bad if I thought I didn't turn you on."
"Oh, Good Heavens!" Wes' voice was high and shocked. "I-I don't want you to think that, Brandy!"
"I do turn you on then," Brandy smiled. "I'm so glad to hear that Wes. Let's see… I bet I know what would turn you on even more. I'm going to do a little strip tease, just for you!"
"Oh, my!" Wes wiped the perspiration from his forehead with a monogrammed handkerchief. "I-I'd really like that!"
Brandy stood directly in front of the couch where Wes was sitting. She reached out and pushed him back, placing a pillow behind his head. "You might as well be comfortable," she cooed. "This is your own private little strip, Wes, and I want you to enjoy every minute of it."
Even though the eager expression on Wes Underwood's face was comical, Brandy didn't feel like laughing at him. It was sort of exciting to see how eager he was. Wes was acting like he'd won a million dollars and that made Brandy feel excited too. Never had any man shown so much grateful interest in her!
"I bet you'd love to see my tits first," Brandy cooed, placing both of her hands around her swelling breasts and holding them up so Wes could see just how big and firm they were. She gave a little pleased giggle as Wes turned a bright cherry red.
Wes thought he was going to pass out cold for joy as Brandy hooked her fingers in the sides of her stretchy, strapless top and rolled it down slowly. Her firmly swelling tits popped into view and he drew in his breath sharply. Just as he had thought! Brandy must have the biggest, most beautiful tits in the world!
"Look how hard my nipples are, Wes," Brandy said, flicking the hot red marbles with her fingers. "You made them hard like that, Wes. I just love stripping for a man who really appreciates it."
"Oh… I-I do!" Wes croaked. His eyeballs were glued on Brandy's magnificent tits and his cock throbbed eagerly in his pants as he thought of what he wanted to do. He bet she would let him, too. Brandy was the sexiest woman he'd ever laid eyes on.
Brandy giggled softly as Wes licked his dry lips. She could tell that the little man was really fascinated by her tits. And his licking tongue gave her a very sexy idea. She was going to shove her tits right up against his face and see if he liked that.
"Just hold still, Wes, and let me do something I know you'll love," Brandy cooed, stepping close to the red-faced little man. "Mmmmmmm… just stick out your tongue and lick my nipples. They'd really like that."
Wes practically choked but he did exactly what Brandy asked. His shivering tonguetip touched the soft, sweet slopes of her tits and he groaned loudly. He couldn't stand much more of this. His cock was almost popping right out of his pants.
"Chew on my nipples, honey," Brandy suggested, watching the lusting expression grow on Wes' face. "Chew and suck and then we'll do something that's even more fun."
Brandy let a soft moan escape her parted lips as Wes began to lick and suck on her nipples with a wild abandon. Even though she was sure that the little man had never done anything like this before in his life, he certainly was learning fast. Streaks of pleasure rippled through her sensitive nipples and she cried out with great lust as his tongue whirled and his lips sucked.
"Oooooh, wonderful!" Wes gasped, raising his head from her tits at last. He was slightly out of breath and his face was so red Brandy wondered whether all this excitement was too much for him.
"Why don't you take your clothes off, Wes?" Brandy urged. "I know you want to do more than suck and chew on my nipples. You just tell me what you want to do and I'll do it. Anything at all, Wes. You name it."
Wes opened his mouth and the words tumbled out. This was his big chance. He was going to indulge his lusty appetites at last and with a real, warm woman!
"I-I want to fuck your tits!" Wes stammered. "I've always wanted to do that, but Helen… she won't let me do anything. You know Helen. She thinks things like that are a sin."
"Well, let's just be wicked then," Brandy giggled. "A little sin never hurt anyone. I'd love to have your nice hard cock between my tits, Wes. I've never done it that way."
Wes gave another gasp as Brandy's fingers reached for his zipper. Before he knew quite what was happening, her skillful fingers had divested him of every stitch of clothing!
"Oooooh, lovely!" Brandy gasped, staring at Wes' cock with a pleased expression on her face. Wes had a lovely cock, nice and big and hard. He might be a shy man, but there was nothing shy about his cock. It was as hard as a rock and it gave a jerk under her pleased gaze.
"You just stretch out right there on the couch and let me take care of everything," Brandy giggled. She was still staring at Wes' cock as he did as she asked. The hard stiff pole was sticking straight up in the air. It was really a pity that a man as well endowed as Wes had to have a cold, churchy woman like Helen for a wife!
Wes thought he was going to pass out from lust as Brandy knelt down by the couch. Her creamy white tits were only inches from the head of his cock. He shut his eyes for a moment as she moved closer but then his eyes snapped back open again. He wanted to see everything. There was no way that Wes wanted to miss a minute of this exciting experience.
"Ooooooh, aaahhhh!" Wes groaned, as Brandy's shaking, warm titflesh touched his sensitive cockhead. It was the first time Wes had ever said a curse word in his life but he didn't even notice. All he could think about was Brandy's sweetly-swelling curves and the way her nipples brushed over the glossy head of his prick.
"Now I'll just hold you tight, like this," Brandy said, her voice low and husky. This was turning her on too. She liked the feeling of Wes' huge cock between her swelling tits. It felt hot and hard and full of sexy power.
Wes groaned again as Brandy held her milky-white tits together encasing his cock in a blazing embrace. Then he was pushing his cock up and down, fucking the mammoth globes of her sweet flesh.
Brandy moaned a little as Wes moved faster and faster. She knew exactly what she was going to do when his hard cock exploded. She was going to rub his cum all over her body like a sexy lotion. She could hardly wait to feel the tremors rush through her tits when Wes' prick began to pump.
"That'sit, wes," Brandy gasped, feeling much more aroused than she had thought she'd be. "Fuck my titties, hard. Shoot your cum all over my big hot tits. I want to feel it when you start to shoot."
Wes gave a horny groan and the cum bubbled in his rock-hard nutsacs. This was a dream come true and there was no way that the horny little man could hold out for long. He was fucking Brandy's gorgeous, quivering tits with his cock just as he had imagined. And the feelings racing through his swollen prick were even better than he'd fantasized. It felt like his cock was enveloped in a blazing sheath of hot satin, her skin was so smooth. And every time his shiny glans peeked out the top of her tits he felt her warm breath puff out against the sensitive flesh.
"Mmmmmm… I think I can just reach it," Brandy moaned, sticking out her heated pink tongue and giving the head of Wes' cock a lick as he hurtled back and forth. "Mmmmmmmm. Wes! Shoot it all over me. cum all over my tits and face. I'd love that!"
Brandy's words were just too much for the repressed little man. He couldn't hold it any longer. With a howl of pure anguish, Wes' cock began to throb urgently. His balls tightened and pulsed and then he was shooting, splattering cum over the heated globes of Brandy's breasts and aiming some of it right into her open, eager mouth!
Wes thought he'd never stop shooting as his cock exploded again and again. The cream shot straight out against Brandy's lips and she giggled and licked, driving the little man wild with lusty frenzy. She liked his creamy male juice! Wes had never been so shocked in his life but it was a most pleasant shock. Brandy's tits were squeezing his cock tightly, milking him of every drop of cum and her tongue was licking greedily as she captured part of his hot cream and swallowed with eager hunger.
"Mmmmmmmm, good!" Brandy sighed, giving the lip of Wes' tired prick one last lick. "Now see what I'm going to do, Wes? I'm going to rub all this nice hot cream right into my tits. It feels sooooo good!"
Wes' mouth dropped open in astonishment as Brandy licked and rubbed. She licked up every drop that she could reach with her hot pink tongue and then she rubbed the rest of his shiny cream all over the trembling slopes of her tits. Brandy was the hottest woman he'd ever imagined. She really loved doing kinky things like this!
"Mmmmmmm… you're quite a man, Wes," Brandy giggled. Her tits were glowing where she had rubbed in his hot cum and she felt wonderful, seeing the expression of rapture on his face.
"Oh… are you saying that to be nice, or do you really mean it?" Wes asked, glancing up at the lovely blonde hopefully.
"I mean it!" Brandy repeated, smiling at Wes. "I'm sure any woman would be lucky to fuck with you."
"I just wish Helen felt that way," Wes said, uneasily, visions of Helen's tight, prudish face looming in his mind. "She doesn't seem to like it at all, but she says it's her wifely duty."
Brandy gave an exasperated snort. "Helen just doesn't know what she's missing!" she said, shaking her head. "I think Helen would be a nice woman if you'd throw her on the bed and give her a big whopping fuck. I bet she'd love it if you'd shock the hell out of her, Wes."
"How would I do that?" Wes asked eagerly, beginning to get excited. "She only lets me do it once a month."
"Just take her by surprise," Brandy giggled. "I might just be able to give you a few pointers, Wes. You still have five minutes left of your prize and we'll plan out a real surprise for Helen when you get home tonight."
Wes stepped out of the back room with Brandy's suggestions ringing in his ears. Then he began to grin as the entire bar rang with cheers. All the customers seemed to know that he'd won and instead of being embarrassed, Wes felt a surge of confidence in his ability as a stud. Brandy had thought he was pretty sexy. And before tonight was over, Helen would think so too. He was going to stop listening to what Helen said and go ahead and do what he and Brandy had planned. Helen was in for the surprise of her life!