On Location: Old Alpha Bull by Coolomon Matt

Author:Coolomon, Matt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

Eddie

I didn’t know what had gotten into my wife. She was sort of quiet through dinner, but there was a kind of naughty smile in her eyes, one I recognised well enough and needed to find out about. For starters though, I got her to wear a quite revealing little dress and took her out for the night, my cousins tagging along and knowing a good place for a drink.

Olivia clung to my hand as we strolled along a busy sidewalk and into a bar crowded with people eating and drinking. Dillon and Tony led the way and we followed them through to a back room that was a bit quieter. There were vacant stools along the bar and some high top round tables with men standing and watching a soccer game on a big screen. There were a couple of other women in the room but it was mostly men. Olivia peered around. There were eyes all over her. I pulled out a stool for her and she sat up beside me, still clinging to my hand.

“A Great Northern and a Pinon Noir please,” I told the barman. “You okay, baby?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.” Olivia met my smile. I checked her legs and she did too. She had forgotten to pull her dress down and it was bunched at her waist a little. Her legs were angled toward the bar.

“It’s not like we want anything to happen here anyway, baby. I say we just sit a while and maybe even go for a stroll through town later.”

“That would be nice. I like it here anyway, Eddie. I don’t mind being dressed like this when I have three strong men to protect me.”

“Haha, for sure, baby. Don’t worry about my cousins, they’ll be back if you start getting hit on or anything.”

Dillon and Tony were chatting with some other men over the far side of the bar, having abandoned us for the time being it seemed.

A tall guy in a suit approached the bar behind Olivia and motioned to the barman. Olivia smiled back at him over her shoulder and her face flushed a little as she met his eyes. He leant there facing her until the barman served his drink, then he returned to his table without looking back.

Olivia held my gaze but I looked over her shoulder as another man leant close behind her, the beer tap being right there. Olivia glanced and smiled. The guy was maybe 40 or so and quite tall. His arm resting on the bar was muscular and tattooed. Olivia’s head rocked forward and she rubbed her neck. I looked down at her legs again, her gaze following then lifting again as she bit her crooked smile. She swivelled on her stool, shifting to angle her legs away from the bar and toward where my cousins had approached and stopped to chat with some other men.

The guy being served looked down over my wife’s shoulder at her tits. He had settled there leaning on the bar sipping a beer.

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