A friend told us about this little hole in the wall bar a few hours away from our house that would be great for the Mrs to dress sluty for, and I said, why not make a trip out of it. So Mrs and I drove up and got a hotel. The wife put on a white crisscross halter top and black skirt with strappy heels, and we made our way to the bar. Needless to say, she and I overdressed.
The bar was a hole in the wall with the biker-type guys there. I should have known that when we pulled up, and bikes were lined up in the front. But everyone was super friendly, telling the wife she was pretty and buying her drinks. It helped her 32 DDDs were barely in the halter top. A few hours into drinking were both drunk. She tells me she needs to take a piss, and I wish her luck. After a while of noticing she wasn’t back yet, I got up and walked over to the restroom area, where she was getting chatted up by some dude.