Sporting a full blown erection at this point, David made tracks towards the nearest 'watering hole', a bar named O'Reillys. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out it was owned by an Irish couple, John O'Reilly and his wife Siobhan, who for some reason went by her maiden name of O'Rourke. David had frequented the bar before, several times, and knew some of the other patrons by name.
Upon entering, Siobhan, who was behind the car cleaning a glass, waved at David, who returned the greeting. He then proceeded further into the bar and took a seat at a table, from where he had a view of everyone in the establishment. And there were a good few, mostly men of course, but a few women too.
As Siobhan brought David his usual glass of coke, he surveyed the people in the bar with him. There were three man, all in their 30's sat on stools at the bar itself, all were average in appearance, and two had beards and moustaches.
Behind the men, sat either side of a table were a man in his late 20's with short brown hair and his redheaded girlfriend, mid 20's, svelte figure and cute looks, but dressed quite casual and conservative in a red sweater, jeans and a pair of ankle boots.
Two men in their early 20's were stood playing darts in one corner of the bar, and at another table were sat two women in their late 30's nursing their gin & tonics, obviously both married and David correctly assumed they also had at least two kids each at home.
And of course there was Siobhan, who was such a MILF, her long dark hair was secured back in a loose ponytail, and several strands hung down framing her face. Her bountiful D-cup breasts were nearly spilling out of her navy silk blouse, and she also had on a knee-length black skirt and some white stiletto pumps. She definitely knew how to impress the guys that came into the bar, which always annoyed her husband, who spent a lot of his time in the back room, working out expenses.
David patted his erect member through his jeans and licked his lips, wondering where to start.