Alice takes her first strangers cock……..shes becoming a very good whore

When I knew Alice would be out of bed I phoned her from work. We hadn’t spoken about last night’s events down the lane as Alice seemed a bit uneasy afterwards and went straight up to bed when we arrived home. I’d absolutely loved what had happened last night, being watched by a stranger fucking Alice’s sweet tight cunt as he jacked off at the window. Then the way I allowed Alice to be touched and almost fucked turned me on so much, and seeing her getting covered in a strangers come and forced to swallow his old cock was a fantastic sight. I just hoped it hadn’t put Alice off.

“Hey sexy, you ok?”

“Yeah yeah I’m fine”. Alice seemed a little quiet still so I probed a little more.

“You want picking up again tonight baby?” There was an uneasy silence for about 10 seconds

“Yeah ok, 10 o clock out back again”.

“Hey Alice don’t wear your bra again, I’ll be in at 8”. And hung up the phone before she had time to answer me back.

I was testing Alice, if she went to work braless again after a bollocking from the boss the night before and getting molested by a stranger I’d know the encounter had not affected her that much. That maybe she actually liked it.

The pub on a Tuesday night was always busy, what with the darts team being in, and I think there may off been some champions league football on in the other bar room. I went in and sat opposite the bar on a small table with my fosters and a view of the darts game and the bar. I knew all the lads in our darts team and exchanged mindless chit chat for half hour or so. As they went about their game I sat observing Alice doing her work. Tonight she was working the bar and collecting glasses, with the darts team Tuesdays and skittles teams Wednesdays Alice was required to work the bar and not the restaurant.

The dirty slut had listened to my request and followed it through, her regulation white blouse hugged her pert little tits and gave the 25 blokes in the pub plenty to admire all night. She was continually ogled throughout the night by the various blokes. I could hear the odd comment as I went to the bar or in the toilet, about how the dirty tart behind the bar needs a damn good fucking.
All of this turned me on, knowing that it about an hour I’d be spreading her legs and fucking her tight pussy. One of my mates on the darts team saw me in the toilet and spoke to me,

“Fucking hell kidda your birds sister looks fit as fuck, she may as well have her tits out mate we can see the fucking lot!! “

“Yeah I’ve noticed, shame she likes licking the pussy though mate hey?”

“Fuck man I know, I’d love to screw Alice man, she’s wasted licking pussy, she should get some cock up her, know what I mean bud?” Slapping my back he left me in the toilet with a big grin on my face. If only he fucking knew.

When I fetched my next pint Alice served me and told me that she had to stay a little later, Paul had told her that she had to help out until the bar had cleared a little. She also told me that Paul had been rubbing past her at every opportunity and had made a couple of lewd remarks about her body. I went and waited in the car at 10:45pm as Alice was due to leave at 11. I watched a lot of the blokes from the bar disperse and wondered where Alice had got too by quarter past eleven. I went back into the bar and asked Stewart the other bartender where Alice was.

“Paul just wanted a quick word mate, I think she’s in the kitchen, she won’t be long”

“Cheers stu”

I went into the lounge and up to the kitchen door, it was a wooden door with a glass square window at the top, I peered in saw Alice standing against the basin. Paul was in front of her about 2 feet away pointing a finger at her, he looked like he was giving her a bit of a telling off. I lent my foot against the door a little so that it opened a crack and I could hear the conversation.

“I told you not to come dressed like that Alice, it’s not very professional is it? Showing of your tits to all the customers how do you think it looks hey?, dressing like a slut in my pub who do you think you are hey?”

“I’m sorry Paul it wont happen again, I promise” Said Alice in her best feeble voice with puppy dog eyes.

“That’s the problem Alice, the problem is you will wear it again.