11 comments/ 89764 views/ 11 favorites Pool Hall Disaster By: LovesNipples "Are we still going to go play pool tonight?" Katie hollered across the yard at Pat, as he put the lawnmower away. "That's why I am quitting for the day," Was Pat's reply. "What time do you want to go?" Katie asked her husband as he walked past her and headed for the shower. "I was thinking about eight," He said and then, realizing she was on the phone, asked "Who wants to know?" "Oh, it's Rick. He was thinking of meeting us there, if you don't mind." Katie said as he closed the screen door behind him. "I don't care, but you still have to wear the new blue outfit we got you yesterday," Pat said to her. "I can do that," Katie said with a smile as she went back to talking to her friend Rick. Rick and Katie had known each other for about ten years and, when Pat wasn't around to hear, she always introduced him as "Her best friend." She used to say it even if Pat could hear her and then one night Pat told her that if she did it again, he was not going to have anything to do with Rick anymore and that he would no longer go to her office parties with her. From that point on, she still introduced Rick as her "Best Friend" as long as Pat wasn't there. Rick's divorce had just become final and he wanted to celebrate, so he was going to go play pool with them. "I am going to go get dressed," Pat said to Katie as she walked down the hallway. "Are you done with your shower already," She asked as he dropped the towel and pulled his boxers on. "Yup, I don't take long and you should know that by now," Pat said, slightly annoyed that his wife always asked the same question, despite being married for nearly 38 years. "Don't be grumpy," Katie said playfully. Trying to placate her husband, she slipped out of her yard clothes and rubbed her sweaty bra-clad "C" cup tits against his back. "I want tonight to be fun, please don't be grumpy at me," Katie continued as the bra dropped to the floor and she turned him around to face her. "You know you want to put your hands on my tits," She said as she took his hands and placed them on her plump, round tits. "Oh, that feels nice," Katie softly moaned as her husband flicked her nipples with his thumbs. Seeing his cock starting to rise inside his boxers, Katie stepped back and said, "I better get showered and dressed, or we won't make it to the pool hall." "Okay," Pat said with a pout as his wife's breasts fell out of his hands and wobbled side to side on her chest. He pulled his slacks off the hanger, sat down on the bed and stuck both feet into the legs, pulling them up as he stood up. He then pulled a Hawaiian shirt off the hanger, put it on and grabbed his shoes off the shoe rack on the bottom of the closet and snagged a pair of socks as he headed out the bedroom door. "I'll be a few minutes, so don't get too antsy," Katie called after him as she stepped into the shower to wash the yard dirt off her plump curves. After she showered and washed her hair, Katie pulled a pair of black panties out of her dresser drawer and wiggled into them. Next, she grabbed a skimpy, black lace bra, slid into the shoulder straps and shook her boobs into the cups before reaching behind her to hook the three clasps that closed it. With the foundation completed, she slipped on a pair of periwinkle-blue denim pants, blow-dried her hair, put her makeup on, and finished it off with the brightest red lipstick she had. She smacked her lips together to ensure that the coverage was even, then touched up her hair with a brush and hit it with some hairspray to hold it the way she wanted it. She finished off her look with a shear periwinkle and light purple blouse that worked perfectly with her pants and her ankle-high leather boots that she loved so much. She was looking hot, and she knew it. "Damn, sweetie," Pat said when she walked into the living room, "You look good enough to eat." "Not now," Katie giggled as she side-stepped Pat's attempt to wrap his arms around her. "We have to get going. We're supposed to meet Rick there in thirty minutes," She said as she grabbed her purse and headed for the door. "Who's the driver tonight," Pat asked her, knowing it was his turn. "You are!" She said as she stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. "I need to unwind and I'll make it worth your while," she continued with a sly smile. "Okay, I'll be the driver. Now, make it worth my while," Pat said as he opened the passenger door to the car so she could get in. As she slid into the seat, she looked up at him and unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse so that it was open to where her bra cups met. Leaning on the car roof, Pat leaned down and slid his right hand into her blouse and cupped her left breast, gently rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, causing Katie to squirm with pleasure. "Well," Pat said as he reluctantly removed his hand from Katie's breast, "We better get going." Twenty minutes later they were walking into the pool hall where Katie's friend, Rick was waiting for them. It was actually a bar that served wine and beer and had six pool tables that could be rented by the game, or by the hour and Rick had picked one close to the bar and paid for it until closing time. "Hey Katie, hi ya Pat," James, the bartender and owner of the place said as they walked in the door. It had been a quiet night, so James was more than happy to see Katie, Pat and Rick come in. Besides the money for the table rental and whatever they drank, James was hot for Katie. He loved the way her breasts moved when she walked and especially, when she bent over the table to shoot and he could stare down her cleavage. He fantasized about her tits bouncing off of his lap while she sucked his cock, but knew it would never happen. "What are you drinking, sweetie?" James asked Katie. "Can I get a glass of your best Pinot Grigio?" Katie asked with a smile. "Katie, you can have anything you want when you smile at me like that," James said as he handed her the glass. "How about you boys, what are you drinking tonight?" He asked Pat and Rick. "A Bud for me," Rick said. "I am the designated driver, so just a Diet Pepsi would be great," Pat said. James got their drinks, started a tab, and then went back to his "Favorite Thing", inventory. "Rack-em up, Katie," Rick said as he pulled a cue off the wall and Katie began dropping the balls into the rack. "Make it a tight rack, lady," Said Rick. "I always make it tight," Katie said as she slid the rack into position and then lifted it clear of the balls. Pat chose a cue off the wall and handed it to Katie, who began to chock the tip up as Pat selected another stick for himself. Rick broke the rack and sank the six, leaving Katie with the big numbers. They always played the first game and then Pat would join in the second one. While there was always sex-oriented banter between the two, Pat couldn't help but notice that it had started early and was already heavy. Katie took a drink of her wine, and then lined up a shot on the twelve ball. She surprised everyone when she made it, because it required her to bank it, which she was terrible at. She walked to the bar as she finished her first glass of wine and James handed her another one. "Pat, are you going to get into the next game?" Rick asked, "Or am I going to just play with your wife all night." "What if I want more than one of you to play with me all night?" Katie said playfully. "Well, I guess I can come over and show both of you how to do it," Pat replied. "Maybe we'll get James over here and we'll all play with her," Pat continued. "I am in with that," James said as his head popped up from behind the bar. "Hey, hey!" Katie piped in, "What do you think I am, a party girl?" "You're the one who started it," Pat said to her, "Be careful you don't let your alligator mouth get your hummingbird ass into something you can't deliver on." "Oh, be quiet and get me another glass of wine," Katie said to Pat as she handed him her empty glass. "Hey, can we get back to playing pool?" Rick asked, "We still have a few balls to sink." With that, Katie and Rick went back to their game and Pat walked over to get his wife another glass of wine. "Katie seems to be wound up tight tonight," James said as he hand Pat her third glass of wine since they walked in forth-five minutes earlier. "Yeah, she must have taken her horny-pills this morning," Pat said back to him as he watched his wife playfully pat Rick on the butt as they finally finished the first game. "Okay, you two, I am in on this next game," Pat said to them as he walked to the table. "Make it a nice tight rack, Katie?" Rick said to her as he handed her the ball-rack. "Her rack is plump, but it's not tight." Pat said looking over at his wife. "You've never complained about my rack," Katie fired at him with a smile. "I am not complaining about your rack, my love. In fact, I love your rack." Pat replied as he walked past her and made a point of brushing up against her breasts. "Hey, enough foreplay, let's get back to the game at hand." Rick said to them both as he set the rack. They decided to let Katie break and she scattered them well. "Next," Pat said as he sank the one, but scratched the next shot. "Let me show you how to put the balls in the holes," Rick said as he lined up his shot. "The balls don't go in the hole, Rick, the stick does," Katie said as she winked at him. Rick winked back at her and then made his first two shots but as he lined up his third on, Katie, who was on glass number four, walked over to him and fondled his ass. "Shit!" Was all Rick could say, as he completely missed his mark. "Payback is coming," Rick said with a smile as Pat just shook his head and said, Realizing his wife was getting a bit crazy in her sexual antics with Rick, Pat said, "Katie, do not start something you can't finish." Katie, now feeling the full effects of four glasses of wine in ninety minutes, just giggled and lined up her shot, which she missed. Rick, who was on his third beer, lined up his shot, but just as he was ready to take it, Katie walked around to the pocket he was aiming at, leaned over and shook her tits, giving him a clear view of her shaking cleavage. "Fuck," Rick said as he scratched. "That was not fair." "All's fair in love, war, and sports," Katie said, her competitive side starting to come out. "Okay lady, you asked for it," Rick said, trying to stare Katie down. "Oh, shit," Pat said to James, as he walked to the bar for another Diet-Pepsi. Continuing to talk to James as he sat down on a bar stool, Pat said, "She's getting competitive. She can't do it with me, because I don't give a shit about competition. She knows Rick loves it, so she has decided to play head games with him tonight." "Ready for some more wine, sweetie?" Pat asked Katie. "Yes, please," She said as she and Rick completed the game that they had started with Pat, completely forgetting he was even involved in it. Pat took Katie's wine to her and she reached up, placed her hand behind her husband's head and pulled his mouth to hers. Pat put his free arm around her waist and pulled her to his body as their tongues danced in each others' mouths. Katie seemed to be trying to suck Pat's tongue out of his throat as she dropped her pool cue and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their kiss lasted a full minute as Pat let his free hand drop down to her plump, round ass and gently fondle it. Rick and James looked at each other and shook their heads with James finally asking them, "Hey, do you two want to use the couch in my office?" They broke their kiss as Katie looked into Pat's eyes and said, "That was VERY nice, can I have more later?" "I think we can arrange that," Pat said with a smile. Rick finished off his third beer, picked up his fourth and, as he walked to the table and set the rack said, "Are we here to play pool, or grope each other?" "Can't we do both?" Katie asked as she picked up her cue and moved to break. As Pat sat down at the bar to watch the two play, Rick said, "Let's make things more interesting." Katie looked at Rick, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you have in mind?" "Two dollars per ball," Was Rick's reply. "You call that interesting?" Katie asked, "Let's make it five!" Trying to one-up her, Rick said, "Twenty!" "You're on!" Katie said with a laugh. "Katie, don't get carried away. How much cash do you have on you?" Pat asked his wife. "I have plenty enough for this," Katie said, her speech now slurring noticeably as she finished off her sixth glass of wine. "Okay, but you are on your own on this, baby. I didn't bring any cash with me." Pat told her as the two opponents began their game. James, who had finished his inventory, was designated as score keeper, since he had nothing to gain or lose in the venture. "Hey James, when one of us is into the other one for a $100.00, let us know." Rick said. "I think we better make that sixty dollars," Pat said. "No, $100.00 is fine," Katie said. Katie did not seem to realize how much she was being affected by all the wine she had consumed since they got to the bar three hours earlier. She had killed a full bottle of wine and was two glasses into a second, while Rick had only had four beers. Also, Rick had eaten dinner before he got there and Katie and Pat hadn't eaten since their late lunch at two o'clock "Okay, honey, just don't get in too deep, or I will cut you off and take you home," Pat said to Katie. Katie just made a face at Pat and stuck her tongue out at him. "I am good for it!" Katie said defiantly as Rick made the break, sinking one ball. "We can always take it out in trade," He said as he sank his second shot as well, but as he was getting ready for the third, Katie moved to where she was in his line of sight and: "Opps! My boobs are showing," She said as she opened her blouse and flashed her bra-clad tits at him. "Fuck!" Rick said, missing the shot entirely, as Katie giggled and then blushed when she thought about what she had done. "My turn," She said as she lined up a shot and, to everyone's amazement, sank it. She then sank two more as Pat looked at James and said, "Damn, she shoots pretty good when she's drunk." "Not bad, she's up twenty on Rick," James said, "And by the way, she's into me for a full bottle of wine and part of another, so I hope she doesn't lose all her money to Rick." Katie was lining up for another shot when Rick looked at James and smiled as he walked around behind her and just as she was ready to shoot, he reached down and pinched her ass. "OUCH!" This time it was Katie's turn to miss as she jumped at Rick's touch and missed her shot. "Hey, I didn't pinch you," She pouted. "No, but you flashed your tits at me. I don't think it would have any effect on you if I flashed my chest at you." Rick said. "No, it wouldn't bother me. I don't like hairy chests," Katie said as she rubbed her butt and gently ran her fingers across Rick's chest as he looked over the table for a shot. Pat and James just looked at each other and shook their heads. "Katie's up twenty," James said to the pool players. "That, is about to change," Rick said as he spotted what he was looking for. He then ran the table, sinking the next ten balls in quick succession. As the last one fell into the pocket, he looked at James and said, "Barkeep, what's the score?" "Katie owes you $240.00, but you owe her $60.00, so you are up a net $180.00," James said after checking his math. "Okay Katie, pay up," Rick said. "Can't we settle up when we're done playing?" Katie asked. "I think it's better if you settle after each game, Katie," Pat said to her. "Okay, hand me my purse," She replied to Pat. "Where is it?" Pat asked her as he looked for it. "I must have left it in the car," Katie said, "Would you go get it?" "Yeah, I'll go get it, but stay out of trouble while I am gone," Pat said as he walked out the door. While Pat was out Katie walked to the bar and got another glass of wine and drank nearly half of it as she waited for Pat to return. She hadn't buttoned her blouse up from when she flashed Rick and she was showing a lot of skin. She walked to where Rick was standing and just as Pat walked back in with her wallet, she rose up on her toes and kissed Rick on the lips. He handed her the wallet, asking her; "Do you two need to be alone?" "Maybe later," Katie laughed, almost to herself, as she took her wallet and pulled the $180.00 dollars out and handed it to Rick, and then she handed the wallet back to Pat as she killed her wine. She handed the glass to James, who said, "Katie, this is the end of the second bottle. Maybe you should slow down honey, cause you're getting pretty drunk, lady." James was trying not to stare at Katie's tits as he was talking to her, but she still hadn't pulled her blouse closed after flashing Rick and she was showing full cleavage, so he wasn't really paying much attention when she said, "That's why I have Mr. Patrick here, so I can get good and drunk and he can drive me home and take advantage of me." She then headed back to the table and the waiting Rick who was ready to go. "You break this time, Katie," Rick said to her as he moved to the other end of the table. He was standing with his back to her as she got ready to break and, just as she shot, he turned around and laid his dick on the table. "Oh my!" Was all Katie said as she scratched the cue ball, not even hitting the rack. "Turnabout is fair-play," Rick said to her as he put his cock back in his pants and walked around the table to shoot. They nearly kissed again as they walked past each other and Katie stuck her chest out just enough that her tits rubbed on Rick's chest as he went by trying to look at the rack on the table, not the one on Katie's chest. As he absentmindedly set the cue ball on the table and spun it, he first contemplated Katie's nipples that were sticking out through her flimsy bra and then where he to shoot from. Once he made up his mind he lined up, took the shot and watched three balls fall. Looking at Katie, he said, "There's another sixty you owe me." By the time the table was cleared, Katie was down another $200.00 and was totally drunk. Pat and James looked at each other and shook their heads. They both had the distinct feeling that they were watching some bizarre mating ritual as Katie and Rick, who had killed two more beers during the game, bumped, patted, and groped each other as they played. At one point Rick got behind Katie to "help her set up a shot" and Pat could see him grinding his cock into Katie's ass as she smiled and said, "Is that a pool cue in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?" Rick laughed, but let his hand slowly glide across Katie's plump ass as he moved away from. Pat could tell by the way she was breathing that she was turned on by what they were doing. She was also sweating profusely because of the wine she had consumed and that, combined with the Obsession Perfume she was wearing was creating an incredibly arousing scent. She finally looked over at Pat and said, "I need my wallet." She had been so busy flirting with Rick, that it was the first time she had spoken to him in nearly an hour, so Pat just tossed it to her and turned his back on her. Before it could sink through the alcohol haze she was in, he got up and walked into the head to piss. Katie stood there a couple seconds trying to figure out what had just happened, then shrugged her shoulders and opened her wallet to find that she only had $100.00 in cash. "Damn!" She said, as Pat came back out of the head and stood at the end of the bar with James. James looked at Pat and asked, Pool Hall Disaster Ch. 02 Her anger had helped her shake off some of the affects of the alcohol, allowing her to sink two shots, but as she was concentrating on the third, Rick walked up behind her, reached around and caressed her right breast as it hung down without the bra to support it. "Ooh," Katie moaned, as much from the pleasure of the touch as from the surprise of Rick's hand on her breast. "That's cheating!" Katie said to him as he surveyed the table for opportunities. "All's fair in love, war, and sports," Rick said, reminding her of what she had said earlier in the evening. "Oh Rick," Katie called to her pool opponent. "Yes, Katie," Rick said as he looked over at her and saw her giving him the finger. "Maybe later, if Pat doesn't mind," Rick said to her, "But right now, I think I need to teach you a lesson." He then ran the table on her, leaving her another $220.00 in debt to him. "Oh fuck!" Katie said to herself. "Now what do you want?" She asked Rick. "Blouse!" Was all that Rick said to her. "You want me to give you my blouse?" Katie asked. "Yup," Rick said with a huge smile on his face. Katie looked over at Pat, who said, "Give it to him; you just lost another $220.00. Oh, by the way, you might want to stop while you are still at least partly clothed. Besides, you've been flirting with him all night and acting like you want to fuck him, so just show him you tits and be done with it." Katie turned bright red, but did not deny anything that Pat had said to her. Then, she turned her back on the three men as she undid the last four buttons on her blouse and peeled it off of her sweaty body. She stuck her arm behind her and Rick took the offered blouse and tossed it onto the bar stool with her bra. "Turn around Katie," Pat said to his now topless wife. As she did, she crossed her arms over her chest in an effort to hide her breasts. "How are you going to play the next game with your arms crossed over your boobs?" James was quietly watching the events unfold in front of him and wondering where it was going to stop. Katie now owed Rick $340.00 in addition to the $70.00 she owed the bar for the two bottles of wine she had drank that night. He wasn't sure what the other two men were feeling, but he was glad that the bar was between him and Katie, so she could not see that his cock was straining against his jeans. He was brought back to the present when he heard Pat tell his wife, "Put your arms down Katie and let Rick see your tits." "What?" Katie asked, not sure she had really heard him right. Pat looked her right in the eyes and said, "Drop your arms and let Rick see you tits! Oh, James would like to see them too, since she owes you for the wine." Katie realized that Pat was not playing. He was going to get back at her for ignoring him all night while she flirted with Rick, by humiliating her. She knew it was pointless to argue, so she slowly lowered her arms, exposing her plump, hanging tits to the gaze of Rick, James and her husband. "What do you think of Katie's tits, guys?" Pat asked Rick and James. "Those are two of the finest tits I have ever seen," James responded to Pat's question. "Nearly perfect nipples," Said Rick, who noticed her nipples getting hard as the men talked about her. "What do you mean "nearly" perfect?" Katie asked with just a twinge of hurt in her voice, "What's wrong with them?" "They don't have my lips wrapped around them;" Rick said with a laugh, "Fuck, look at how hard her nipples are getting, Pat; she's loving this attention, maybe we should all suck on them puppies for her." "Go try and win your clothes back Katie, or it is going to be a chilly ride home," Pat said to her as James handed him another Diet Pepsi. "WHAT?" Katie asked. "You mean you are not going to make him give me my bra and blouse back?" "You are the one who lost them; it's up to you to figure out how to get them back. Remember, sweetie, I have a blanket in the car, but you have to get out to the car to get it." Pat said to her as she stood looking at him. "Okay, I'll show you!" Katie said as she walked over to the pool table and grabbed her cue stick while Rick walked over to the table and racked the balls. "My break," Said Katie as she stood there with her tits swaying from side to side as she chocked her cue, causing Rick to stare at them and just sigh. As she leaned down to take her shot, her breasts hung down from her chest and her nipples grazed the felt top of the pool table causing a jolt of pleasure to course through her body. She took longer than she normally would have to take the shot, because she was enjoying the feeling of the table felt on her rigid nipples. Rick noticed that she was taking her time and said, "Hey Pat, I think Katie is letting the table top feel her tits." "I noticed that she was taking a long time to make the shot, too," Pat said in reply to Rick's statement. Katie stood up quickly and snapped at them, "I was not letting my nipples rub on the felt." But her nipples gave her away. "You break it then," Katie said to Rick who calmly walked to the table and bent down to break. But as he did so, Katie stood right next to the table and pushed her arms close to her body, causing her tits to stand out more, and shook them. Rick was so distracted that he got a lousy shot and the rack did not break well. "My turn," Katie said as she quickly leaned over and took a shot. Unfortunately, nothing fell for her, so Rick got to shoot again. He was growing tired of the game, so he ran the table out on her again. "Katie, you owe me roughly $800.00 and I believe you owe James for the wine and Pat's drinks. How do you plan to pay this debt?" Rick asked her. "What do you want?" She asked Rick. "I can't give you the money until payday." Rick looked at her and said, "Panties and jeans, take them off." "You can't be serious!" Katie said, looking over at her husband. "You lost, pay the man," Pat said to her. James, who had not said a word in a long time just swallowed hard and crossed his fingers that Katie would comply with Rick and Pat's directions to her. She blushed, fidgeted, cleared her throat and shifted her weight from foot to foot in an effort to stall, hoping they would change their mind, but they didn't. "Come over here and take your jeans and panties off," Rick said to her sternly. Katie walked to where she was directed and unbuttoned her jeans. She worked them over her hips and down her legs, and then stepped out of them. Leaving them on the floor, she hooked her fingers into the waist of her panties and, bending down, she pulled them off her legs. As she stood back up, completely nude in front of her husband and two other men, she kept her eyes closed. "Come here Katie," She heard her husband say. "You have to pay your gambling debts," Pat said to her as she walked towards him. "James, Rick, what does she need to do to pay off her debt to you?" Pat asked Rick. "She owes almost $100.00 for her wine and the Diet Pepsi you drank," James said, "But I will wait until the 15th for her to pay me. Hell, just looking at her naked is a treat for me." "Okay, that's your decision, but she needs to pay you off on the 15th?" Pat said. "Thank you, James," Katie said as she kissed him on the cheek, but let her nipples graze his hand. "I never thought I would have to pay this way," Katie said, as tears welled up in her eyes. "Isn't it enough that I am standing here naked in front of the three of you? "You were the one who kept going back for more," Pat said. "Now, you need to deal with the debt?" "PAT!" Katie said as she stamped her foot, causing all three men to catch their breath as her breasts bounced up and down on her chest, but she walked over to where Rick sat and looked down at him with glazed eyes and said, "What do I have to do to pay off my debt with you? Rick looked at Pat, who was completely enjoying watching his wife squirming under the gaze of the three men, watched as. Rick looked at Katie and said, "Get on your knees and suck me again, Katie." Katie glanced quickly at Pat, who did not react to Rick's demand, and knelt down, took Rick's rigid cock into her mouth and began to bob her head up and down the length of his seven inch shaft. While she was sucking on her "Best Friend's" cock, Pat got up and walked over to where Katie knelt and knelt behind her. She had her eyes closed and was making little murmuring sounds as she tried to suck the sperm our of Rick's dick, so she had no idea that Pat was behind her until he slid his finger into her soaking wet pussy and began to finger fuck her. "Who is that?" She asked as she popped her head up and looked over her shoulder to see who had their hand in her twat. Seeing it was her husband, Katie smiled and went back to sucking on Rick's dick. "I am going to finger fuck you until you cum, Katie. Do you want me to do that for you?" Pat asked her. "Ugh, huh," Katie murmured around the hard cock in her mouth as she continued sucking, tasting the pre-cum on Rick's dick as Pat continued sliding his fingers in and out of her flowing pussy. "Faster please," Katie said around the dick in her mouth as Pat increased the speed of his finger fucking. "Faster, faster, oh baby, faster," Katie said lifting her mouth off of Rick's cock and begging for release. Katie's mouth dropped back onto Rick's cock as her orgasm built in her until finally, it washed over her like a wave breaking on the beach. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, huh, huh. Oh God!" Katie groaned as her vaginal fluid ran down on her husband's fingers and her body shook and convulsed around them. She stopped sucking Rick and laid her head in his lap and licked the base of his cock and balls as she murmured, "Just the way you like it." Just as quickly as his fingers were in her, they were gone. "Why'd you stop?" Katie said, as she raised her head off Rick's lap and pouted. "Because I just realized what Rick said earlier and what you just said" was Pat's reply as he stood up and grabbed Katie and Rick's clothes as he headed for the door. "What did he say?" Katie asked, trying to pretend she didn't know. "He said, he wanted you to suck his cock AGAIN," Pat said as he stopped in his tracks and looked at his wife, who still knelt on the floor with her hand around her "Best Friend's" cock. "And YOU just said, "Just the way you like it." You two are having an affair, and that's why you have been acting so weird tonight. You got so drunk that you forgot I was here." Pat said to Katie as he continued towards the door. Neither Katie nor Rick reacted to Pat's picking up their clothes until he actually stepped out the door into the parking lot. As the door closed behind him, Katie jumped to her feet and ran after him, not realizing that she was outside until Pat said, "Shit Katie, are you going to fuck the world now? You do realize that you are naked, don't you? Hell, after 38 years of being married and you knowing that I had fantasies about doing a threesome and would have let you fuck anyone you wanted as long as I got to take part in it; you have to fucking cheat on me. Why?" "It just happened! When we were at the convention last month, we got tipsy and he ended up in my room." Katie told Pat as tears started to fall from her eyes. "Wait a minute. We Skyped after you got back to your room that night. You were naked while we were doing it and you were shaking your tits and even fingered yourself while I watched. Was your "Best Friend" in the room while you were doing that?" Pat asked as he realized what was really happening while they were talking that night. "Yes, Rick was in the room while we were skyping. He was sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed playing with his cock." Katie said quietly, as she looked at the ground in shame. "And how many times have you two been together since then?" Pat asked through clenched teeth. "Five times," She said. "Shit, we've only had sex four times since you got back, because you kept telling me you were tired. Now I know why you were so tired, you've been fucking Rick," Pat said, shaking his head in disbelief at what his wife had been doing. "Where are you going, Pat?" Katie asked as the cool night air chilled her nude body. "I am going home, Katherine," Pat said to her as he reached their car, opened the door, got in and started the motor. "I am coming with you!" Said Katie, as she reached for the passenger door and found it still locked. "No, no you're not. You can go back inside and finish sucking your lover's cock. When you are done, you can go home with him, though I am not sure how you are going to drive to his house since I have both your clothes and his keys." Pat said. "PAT!" Katie screamed as he drove out of the bar's parking lot and, probably, out of her life. Rick came out of the bar with a tablecloth wrapped around himself and maneuvered naked Katie back inside. She was crying hysterically as he and James took her into the office and laid her down on the couch there. James pulled a blanket out of his bottom desk drawer and covered her up as she buried her face in a pillow and sobbed uncontrollably. "Rick, you're a fucking asshole," James said as he stared at Katie. "Hey, she is as responsible as I am for what happened," Rick fired back at him, suddenly angry. "That may be so, but she is the one who is paying right now. Did Katie suggest that you meet again after you got back from your convention, or was that your idea?" James asked Rick. Rick was quiet a second and then said, "It was my idea. I love the way she sucks cock." "You need to get the fuck out of my bar, and don't come back," James said. "How am I going to go anywhere? Pat took my clothes!" Rick said, getting angry again. "Call a fucking cab!" James said stepping right up into Rick's face. "I don't have any clothes or money and what about Katie?" Rick said as he retreated a step from James. "Katie can stay here tonight and I will talk to Pat tomorrow and try and get him to come and talk to her. I'll pay for the cab and you can send me a check," Said James. "What are you going to do, fuck her while she cries?" Rick asked him sarcastically. If he hadn't blinked, he would have seen James' big left hand headed towards his jaw. As it was, he woke up in the parking lot as James and a cabbie tossed his tablecloth wrapped body into the backseat of the cab. He heard James tell the driver where to take him and the cabbie tell James that the twenty he was giving him was plenty enough to cover it and a tip. Then the cab's motor started and they were off to Rick's house. James walked back into his bar and locked the door behind him. "KATIE!" James yelled as he walked into his office just in time to see Katie drag a bar knife up her left arm. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, SWEETIE?" He yelled at her as he saw blood flowing down her arm from her wrist to her elbow. "Honey, this is not going to solve your problems!" James said as he slapped the knife out of her right hand and grabbed her left arm to put pressure on the pressure point in an effort to control the bleeding. Katie slumped back on the couch as James grabbed the phone and dialed 911. The Paramedics were there in minutes, but had to break in because James had locked the door. "Back here, in the office!" James yelled when he heard the medics calling to him. They ran into the office and found James still keeping pressure on Katie's lacerated arm. Her naked body was covered in blood and they had to check her over to make sure the wound in her arm was all that was physically wrong with her. While they were stopping the bleeding and checking her over, James was explaining what had happened to the two cops who had responded with the paramedics. "Do you have the husband's phone number?" One cop asked James as he was making notes. "Yeah, and I have their address too," James replied. "I'd like to ride with her to the hospital, if it's okay," James said as the paramedics rolled Katie out to the ambulance. "What about your broken door?" One cop asked him. "Fuck the broken door, I don't want her going alone," James said, wanting to protect Katie from further pain. "I can back my car up to the door, pin it closed and lock my car up." He continued as he watched her loaded into the ambulance for the ride to the hospital. "Yeah, go ahead, James," The senior officer said to him as they all walked out of the bar. "We'll go talk to the husband and tell him where she's being taken. Oh, and the next time you decide to have a sex party, how about calling me." "Fuck you sarge," James said as he got into his car to block the door to his bar. "It didn't start off that way; it just got out of hand." With the door blocked shut and his car locked up, James climbed into the ambulance, took Katie's hand, and they were off with lights falshing and sirens shattering the night. "Mr. Harrison, are you in there?" The cop said in a loud voice as he pounded on the door to Katie and Pat's house. The lights were on in the back of the house, but there was no response to the officer's calls into the house. "I am going around back to see if anyone is here," The younger officer said as he headed to the side gate. "Hey sarge!" The officer called from the back of the house, "This guy is passed out. He's lying face down on the floor and there is a really big cat that won't let me near him. It keeps hissing at me and stays between me and the homeowner." "Holy shit, that's a big fucking cat," The sergeant said as he walked in the back door of the house. "It's got to weigh thirty pounds. Hey, open that can of food at see if he'll go eat." "Here, kitty, come eat," The officer said as he put the bowl of food on the floor. "Hey sarge, the fracking cat loves me now." The cop said as the cat rubbed up against his ankles and then went after the food. "That's why I have a German Sheppard," The Sergeant said as he knelt by Pat's unmoving form lying on the floor. "HEY BUDDY!" The cop said as he shook Pat by the shoulder. "Are you okay?" He said again. "What the fuck are you doing in my house?" Pat slurred as he slowly came out of his alcohol induced stupor. "What do you want?" Pat said once his eyes focused on the police officer kneeling next to him. "Your wife is in the hospital, she slit her arm open." The older cop said. "We're here to take you to the hospital to be with her." "No, let her fucking boyfriend go sit with her. She's not my problem anymore." Seeing Pat's Marine Corps sword on the wall, the cop said, "James punched the Jodie-fuck out and tossed his ass in a cab to go home. He also rode to the hospital with your wife, Katie, that's her name, right" Yeah, that's her name, Katerine." Pat said as the two officers helped him to his feet. "Why did she have to go to the hospital, did Rick hurt her?" Pat asked, the fact that his wife was in trouble finally sinking in through the half-bottle of Tequila he had killed since arriving home and breaking his hand when he punched a hole in the wall. "No, Pat," The younger cop said after looking at Pat's driver's license, "She slit her arm open from the elbow to the wrist, and lost a lot of blood. They'll probably make her stay in the hospital for a while. Do you want us to take you there? You are in no shape to drive." "Yes, I can get a cab home when I need to." Pat said as the three men headed out the door. "You'll have to ride in the backseat," The Sergeant said as he opened the door for Pat. "Not the first time," Pat said with a bit of a laugh as the door closed behind him. The ride to the hospital was a long twenty minutes and James was sitting in the ER waiting room when Pat walked in. Pool Hall Disaster Ch. 02 "They wouldn't let me stay with her, cause I am not family," James said as he and Pat shook hands. "Thanks for taking care of her," Pat said as headed for the door to ER. "Sir, you can't go back there," A nurse said as Pat brushed past her to where Katie lay, strapped down to a hospital bed, but no covering on her naked, blood smeared body. Katie was strapped down to a bed with just a sheet over her as a Resident stitched her arm up. She was crying and struggling against the Dr. when she saw her husband walking towards her. "Sir, you can't be back here," A large charge nurse said to him as she stepped into his path. "Get the fuck out of my way," Pat said as the Marine in him rose up for the first time in a long time, and it felt good. He simply moved her out of his way and walked to Katie, who quieted as soon as he touched her hand. "I am so sorry, Pat," Katie began. Pat just put his finger to her lips and said, "Later, Katie. We will talk about it later." Pool Hall Disaster "What's going on with Katie and Rick?" "I am not sure, but she acts like she wants to fuck him," Pat said to him as he looked at his inebriated wife who was fumbling with her wallet. "Rick, I only have $100.00 in cash. Can I write a check to you for the rest?" Katie said, looking over at where Rick had just come out of the head. "NO! I don't want your check. You should have made sure you had enough money before you started playing the second game." Rick said to her. "But I don't have that much cash with me right now and I am too drunk to go to the ATM," Katie pouted. "Pat, can I borrow some money? Please!" Katie asked her husband. "I told you before Katherine, I didn't bring any cash with me," Pat said, "So you are going to have to solve this problem on your own." Through the alcohol swirling in her brain, Katie realized that Pat had called her "Katherine" and the only time he did that was when he was angry with her. She wasn't sure why he was angry with her; she flirted with Rick on the phone all the time, so why get mad tonight, she wondered? "Well, Rick, how are we going to solve this problem?" Katie asked her best friend. Rick thought for a moment and then said, "Give me your bra." "What?" Katie asked, incredulously. "Take off your bra and give it to me," Rick said to her as she looked over at her husband, who was still sitting at the end of the bar with James. "You dug the whole, get yourself out of it," Pat said, enjoying his wife's sudden discomfort. All three men could see the anger rising in Katie as her face turned red and her jaw tightened. She was walking towards the ladies room when Rick said, "No Katie, take it off out here." "WHAT!" Katie snapped at him. "Take your bra off out here where I can watch you," Rick said to her. Katie glared at Rick and then smiled. "Okay," she said as she buttoned it up, and then reached behind her and popped open the closure snaps. She reached up inside her sleeves and pulled the shoulder straps down and then pulled her arms out of them. Still glaring at Rick, Katie stuck her hand into her blouse, grasped her bra, pulled it out and tossed it to Rick, who caught it in mid-air, held it to his face, inhaled Katie's scent and smiled. Her breasts were now hanging down just enough that the bottoms of them were visible through her blouse, a fact that was not lost on the three men there with her. In addition, because she was so sweaty, the shear material of her blouse was now sticking to her breasts. "Come on, Rick," Katie said as she headed towards the pool table. "What do you think you're doing?" Pat asked Katie. "You don't have any more money and you still owe James for the two bottles of wine you drank tonight." "I am going to win my bra back," Katie said as she racked the balls on the table. "Okay," Rick said as he picked up his cue stick and chocked the tip. James looked at Pat and asked, "Aren't you going to stop her?" "She has her back up now, no one is going to stop her until she either wins her bra and money back, or she is naked." Pat replied to his friend. "Well, this could get interesting," Said James. "Oh crap, it is 2:10, I have to close." "I am just going to lock the doors and turn most of the lights out. I am curious how this is going to play out." He continued as he locked the doors and turned off the open sign. "My break," Rick said as his shot scattered the balls all over the table. "Oh no!" Katie said with mock concern, "Nothing dropped, so it's my shot."