It was New Year’s Night

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It was New Year’s NightIt was New Year’s Night and Party night in our local pub. I was prepared for some heavy drinking and knew it would last sometime, so prepared myself by eating beforehand and wearing a wet pad in my underpants as I have a tendency not to make it to the toilet after a few drinks. This ended up the case on this night as after around an hour of drinking I felt the urge to urinate and headed for the toilet. No surprise the toilet was busy and I had to wait in line for a free space as there were only 3 urinals. I glanced across while waiting and spotted 2 males urinating up against the wall outside in the rain; the watching males and females were cheering and jeering them.Finally I made it to the toilet and struggled to undo my belt and undo my fly and felt the flush of warm urine flow through my penis and as I finally opened my fly the urine showered the urinal, but not before soaking my dark blue jeans; now darker blue around the crotch area. As I struggled to make my way out of the toilet with the izmir escort floor soaking wet with other people’s piss on it, I was met by one of the pubs barmaids who immediately spotted my wet patch.“Quick” she said, “come with me I have an idea”I followed her through a door which led through to a private snug, she told me to wait and she would be back. A few minutes later she returned with some wet wipes, a towel and something else which I could see properly. She asked me to sit down and take my trousers and pants off. Now I must add here I am slightly disabled and am on crutches permanently, so placed my crutches on the floor and as I was wearing braces too, I slipped my sweatshirt off and slipped the braces off my shoulders and slipped my trousers down along with my boxer shorts. The barmaid then slipped a couple of wet wipes from the packed and asked if I would like her to clean me up. I was embarrassed, but agreed. I stood up only wearing a white cotton vest as I felt the cool wet cloth make its way around my penis escort izmir and surrounding area; it wasn’t long before I felt my penis erecting. I apologies, but the barmaid just smiled. “It’s been a while since I had a nice cock in my hand” she said, as she caressed my testicles with the cloth.She threw the cloth in the bin and sat back on her chair and seemed to admire her handy work, then untied her jogging bottoms and slipped them down her thighs and legs.“Lucky I have such a big bottom isn’t it?” she commented.“Well a beautiful one anyway” I mumbled embarrassedly.She held the jogging bottoms up assessing whether they would fit me and nodded to herself that they would. I hoped so as well.I could not take my eyes from her black silk knickers nestled between her thighs.“Well” she said, “I cannot wear these black panties with this skirt can I?”“Well of course not!” I furthered.With that she stood up and slipped them down her legs…I could not help but stare at her half naked body and admire her neatly trimmed vagina…again izmir escort bayan my cock twitched and I so wanted to masturbate, but held off.Again she told me to sit back down as she slipped the jogging bottoms on my legs and slipped them up towards my midriff. I felt her hand as she run it over my erect shaft. “Ooh my” she whispered “may I?”“Of course” I replied.I felt and watched instinctively as her tongue licked along the underside of my cock and let her move towards to tip and felt her lips surround my cock, she had a few sucks and the retrieved the wet wipes.“Best not to waste them eh?” she commented, as she started to caress and rub my shaft up and down, gradually getting firmer and quicker. It wasn’t long before I cum in her hand and I watched as she dipped her tongue into her hand and tasted my semen; she then wiped with the wet wipes and cleaned my semi-erect cock once more. She pulled the jogging bottoms up and tied them off. She then slipped her skirt on letting my eyes linger on her exposed vagina for those extra few seconds.“I am sure neither of us will repeat what has happened here!” she prompted.“Of course…our secret” I replied, “and Thank You!”I slipped out of the room and out the back door and headed home…to bed!

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