The Phone Sex Bar

Pay attention, or you could wind up in a bad situation

Punishment is certainly not something in the forefront of your mind this evening. It’s your anniversary and as a result, you take your wife out for a nice dinner. The ambience is wonderful, the food is amazing, and the service is top notch. The sparkle in your wife’s eye tells you that fun is probably on the menu for later tonight. Feeling relaxed, you excuse yourself and head to the restroom.

While heading down the hallway, you hum a bit to yourself and smile at how well the evening is going. Suddenly, a gorgeous blonde exits what you figure must be the ladies’ room, so you continue to the next door. You glance up the hall to appreciate the view of said blonde walking away, and push open the door. As you enter, you’re very surprised to find there are no urinals, only stalls. There are even a couple vases of flowers on the wall-length vanity.

Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore

You’re there, you need the facilities, so you head into a stall. In your mind, it will be a quick in and out, not even worth thinking about. Fate has other plans — Punishment for inattention. No sooner have you unzipped your fly than you hear the door open again. At least two women, no, make that three women, enter and continue talking to each other.

“Linda, I don’t know how you stand that pervy waiter continuing to ogle you! He’s refilling your wineglass so he can stare down your cleavage.” says the first voice. The second voice responds, “Susan, he is giving me the creeps, that’s why I suggested we take this little break.” The third voice chimes in, “What creeps me out is he’s not even hiding his hard on. How are our husbands not noticing this crap?” The second voice sounds again, “You’re right, Donna, they should have put this guy in his place an hour ago.”

And then the plot thickens

You’ve finished, and quietly zip up, hoping their conversation will be the extent of Fate’s Punishment. You’re also hoping they’ll leave soon, so you can leave without being discovered or making your wife worry. What you hear next sends a tingle down your spine.

Donna says, “Know what that pervy waiter needs? Punishment!” Susan exclaims, “You’re absolutely right.” Then Linda says, “I think I have a plan…” If you want to hear the rest of this story, please give me a call. I look forward to hearing from you.

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