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She should have called the cops on me. I probably shouldn't have been where I was, and I certainly should not have been doing what I was doing. Maybe she didn't because she shouldn't have done what she did either. There is a slightly twisted and convoluted story of how my very straight brother became the operations manager of a gay and lesbian bar. I'll spare you the details. Probably the biggest factor that allowed him to turn a failing business into a thriving one is that he hired me as assistant manager and part-time bar tender. First off, I don't drink, or at least not that much. Second, I am straight as well, and none of the clientele found me appealing in any way, so they never tried to flirt to get free drinks. Finally, I am impeccably honest, and so neither the clientele nor the business ever got cheated. It worked out well for everyone. One evening, one of the staff members noticed an odd puddle of water in the utility room where the beer kegs and boxed soft drink syrups are kept. As assistant manager, I was responsible for fixing the problem. I was surprised by what I found. The actual problem was a leaking fitting in the plumbing for the restrooms. This wasn't readily apparent from the utility room. I found an almost hidden access door behind all the kegs that led into a hidden hallway. The hallway was barely wide enough to walk in, and it ran quite a distance from the utility room to the back side of the kitchen. All of the plumbing for the restrooms and kitchen were nicely exposed for easy repairs. I was also startled to discover that anything that might be happening in the restrooms was equally exposed. All of the mirrors in the restrooms were actually one-way glass. The way the decor was done, there were mirrors everywhere in the building. That feature was carried into the restrooms to the point of even having mirrors in the stalls. A voyeur in that hall could watch anything that happened in the restrooms. There were a couple of gentlemen almanbahis şikayet in the men's room, and they apparently wished to become better acquainted with each other. I had no interest in watching them. There were a couple of women in the ladies' room, but they were only talking and fixing their makeup. I checked them out for a moment, but then moved on to figure out what tools I needed to fix the leaking pipe. It looked like it had been dripping for a while, but I figured I could give it a nudge with a wrench to make it stop. I was already planning on going gentle, because breaking the pipe would have been a disaster. I slipped back into the utility room, and out into the bar. Things weren't terribly busy serving drinks, so I unobtrusively went through the kitchen to the storage room there where the tools are kept. I grabbed a couple of wrenches and went back through the utility room to the hidden hallway again. Luck was with me. I gave a gentle nudge on the fitting, and the leak stopped. At some point, I was probably going to have to do something more, but it was good enough for now. Luck was really with me. As I stood up from fixing the pipe, I gave a quick glance into the ladies room. Two women were making out in one of the stalls, and having a good time. I chuckled to myself, and I almost turned to leave when I noticed they were doing more than just kissing! My jaw dropped, and I nearly dropped the wrenches as I hungrily took in the details. The taller woman was blonde, and she was wearing a tight red dress. The dress was made to be sleeveless on one side with a wide strap over the other shoulder. The hidden zipper on the sleeveless side was open nearly to her waist and the front was pulled open to reveal her perky C cup breasts. The shorter woman had closely shaved dark hair. The shirt she was wearing almost looked like a men's dress shirt, and it was casually tucked into her jeans. I fervently wished that her shirt had been unbuttoned, almanbahis canlı casino because she looked to have at least D cup breasts. The two women were fiercely kissing. The shorter woman was practically torturing the taller woman's exposed breast, pinching and twisting her nipple. Her other hand was tightly gripped into the other woman's long blonde hair. The blonde was teasing one hand round and round on the shorter woman?s scalp. Her other hand was stuffed inside the shorter woman's open jeans. From the way their bodies were moving, they were both on the verge of cumming. So was I, until I was rudely interrupted. My wife thinks I have a problem. She might be right. I am happily married, and both my wife and I are straight. Our sex life isn't 'plain', but it isn't exactly 'wild' either. We enjoy each other and we are happy with what we have. There is only one little thing about my fantasies that my wife hates. There is something about watching two women fucking that just gets my motor running. I can talk about it without any issues. I enjoy watching two women make out, but it doesn't cause any problems. When making out becomes serious sex, I lose control. On occasion, my wife and I will watch porn to spice up our sex. She insists on picking the show. She will make sure that there are no scenes of women fucking. She knows that if we are making out, and a scene comes on with two women fucking, I will lose all interest in her as I masturbate furiously to the porn. She knows that if we are fucking when it happens, I will lose control and start fucking her hard until I cum. I lose all regard for her feelings or desires. She thinks that's a problem. She might be right. Standing in the utility hallway and watching those two women go at it, I don't even remember pulling my cock out. I certainly don't remember choosing to stroke just the base of my cock. I didn't have any lube, so I guess that made sense. I wasn't even thinking about the almanbahis casino mess I would make, or how I would clean it up. I was barely aware that I was masturbating, but I knew I would make myself finish at the same time as the women. And then a quiet voice, not three feet away from me, said, *quot;What the fuck!*quot; I don't think my cock has ever deflated as quickly as it did as I recognized the customer that had caught me. With the exception of that collapse, I was frozen in place. I think her real name was Hanna, but she preferred to be called Hans. She was several inches shorter than me, but probably was only thirty or forty pounds lighter. There didn't look to be an ounce of fat on her though-- it was all muscle. The woman she normally hangs out with is shorter still, and is probably one of the prettiest women in the bar. A slight smirk touched her lips, but I was still frozen in place, with my pants around my knees and my limp cock in my hand. *quot;You probably don't know,*quot; she said, *quot;that one of the first jobs that I got when I started my own plumbing business was replacing the antique pipes in this building. I saw you walking this way with the wrenches and I thought there might be a problem. It looks like you have things well in hand.*quot; Her eyes glanced at my crotch as she made her statement into a joke, and my eyes couldn't stop from looking down there and then back at her. Other than that, I was still frozen, unable to form words. Her eyes jumped to the mirror I was looking through. *quot;Those are new,*quot; she proclaimed. *quot;I remember when some mirrors were broken, maybe two owners ago. That guy was a creep, and I'd bet that he put these in. We noticed that they didn't look right, and he said something about unbreakable or bulletproof or something. You know you guys will have to get rid of them now.*quot; I was barely able to nod. Her eyes jumped to look through the mirror, and her eyebrows shot up. *quot;I always knew those two were up to no good!*quot; she said harshly, but quietly. *quot;Their girlfriends are gonna kill them!*quot; My head slowly turned. My breath caught in my chest. The blonde had her back to the wall of the stall, with one hand turned to grip the top of the wall and the other tucked inside the front of her dress.
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