Beth and I had been to a show and stopped off at a bar near to the theatre afterwards.

She had gotten a lot of admiring glances as we entered, well she does have a stunning little figure so I am used to seeing men’s reactions to her. This night especially, as she was wearing a low neck-lined top and a short mini-skirt.

The place was quite packed but we managed to get stools at the bar. After a couple of drinks we decided to head for home but I needed the men’s room first. On my return, Beth looked very flushed and agitated. As soon as she saw me she got off her stool and headed for the door with me close behind.

I asked her what was wrong but it wasn’t until we had been driving for about 10 minutes that she started to reply.

‘I ... I have something to tell you!’

‘What is it Darling?’ I asked. Seeing she was somewhat nervous and shaken, I pulled into a lay-by and parked up. I waited patiently for her speak. I put my arm around her to comfort her. Eventually she started to speak but without looking at me, keeping her eyes on the floor.

‘At the bar, when you were at the toilet ... Something happened.’

I said nothing as I stroked her hair and let her continue.

‘You will hate me, I know you will.’

‘Of course I won’t, how could I possibly hate you? Besides, you couldn’t have done very much as I was only gone a few minutes.’

‘A few minutes was all it took.’

‘Look! I think this will be easier if you just say what happened and I promise not to say anything or interrupt in anyway until you have finished.’

‘OK then! Well as soon as you started to walk away towards the men’s room, three men surrounded me. They seemed friendly and cheerful and were paying me compliments. I was quite flattered really. Then the one on my right lent forward and whispered in my ear, saying my cleavage was turning him on. With his head so close to mine, it was easy for him to quickly plant his lips on mine. Before I could raise my arms to shove him off, the other two grabbed one of my wrist each and also a breast each. The man kissing me shoved his hand up my mini-skirt and deftly got his finger inside my panty leg and inside me.’

‘Oh my poor love! You must have been terrified?’

‘No! That’s why you will hate me! I wasn’t frightened, I was turned on.’

There was a few moments silence whilst I let what she had told me sink in. As I hadn’t responded or said anything, she then said.

‘See I told you, you would hate me!’

‘No my love, I don’t hate you at all.’

‘But you haven’t said anything.’

‘I ... I was just letting my thoughts formulate. My first reaction was anger, not against you but against the men who abused you. But then I found that I had a hard on! I still have, feel!’ I took her hand and placed it on my swollen cock.

‘So we were both aroused by this happening. That makes me feel a little better, not so guilty.’

‘What I need now is to fuck you!’

‘Oh yes! Let’s rush home quickly!’ She said squeezing my cock.

‘Why wait! Let’s get in the backseat.’ No sooner said than we were scrambling over the seats into the back and pulling at each others clothes. Needing to get at each others body, needing to get to bare flesh. I soon had her lovely tits out and was sucking them hard. Beth was moaning and speaking but I couldn’t at first make out what she was saying. Then it became clear. ‘Finger me! Finger fuck me! Squeeze my tits!