“Please,” June said, only then introducing me. “This is a friend of mine,” she told him, “you don’t need to know his name, and you certainly don’t need to tell me yours either. ” Even if you did, it probably wouldn’t be the real one anyway,” she told him, seeing the amused smile on his face after she said that.
“So is this for real?” He asked once again looking down at the card. “You’re not some kind of a…hooker? Or a cop?”
“I’m not a prostitute, no. No money’s involved here, and because there isn’t, then it wouldn’t make any sense for me to be a cop now either would it?”
“No…I guess not,” he said, still curious, but purposely cautious too. “So what is it you’re looking to do then?” He asked again. “It says here on the card that if I’m interested in receiving nothing more than a nice hand job, and getting to touch you a little too in doing that, that we’re to come to the hotel room on the card around eight? Is that correct?”
“That’s it, plain and simple!” She told him, nothing more…nothing less. “You can come as many times as you can manage it, on my body wherever you’d like to. Just not in it, which means nothing in my mouth, my pussy, or my ass. Just some good clean, safe-sex fun…that’s it. Nothing else. So…if you and your friend’s are interested, let me know before we finish our drinks here so we know what to expect.”
He still looked a little skeptical, but then told her he’d go back and discuss it further with his buddies. They’d give us an answer before we had a chance to finish our drinks. I’d barely even touched mine, only then sipping it as we watched him head back to the table.
“What do you think?” I asked.
She sat for a moment watching the three of them discussing it again. And then smiled.
“I think we got three out of the four,” she told me.
“What makes you say that?” I asked.
“Because one of them is turning his ring around and around on his finger. He’s definitely married, and though he considered it, he’s not about to do anything. So for sure he’s out. Too bad too, he’s fairly cute. But the other three, they’re far more likely to do it, especially the one who came over here. He wasn’t wearing any rings for one, and secondly, he’s the one doing most of the talking at the moment.
He’s trying to convince at least one of them to come with him, not wanting to be the only one to come up to the room alone. Because of that, I’m willing to bet, unless one of the others is married too, that we’ll get all three. Safety in numbers and all that.”
Only moments later the same guy who came over the first time wandered back, and he was smiling.
“Ok, there will be three of us,” he began, but we were sort of wondering, it’s six-thirty now, can we do it at seven instead of eight? Two of the other guys have ah…other commitments.”
“Girlfriends you mean,” June laughed. “Yeah, sure…make it seven then. You have the name of the Hotel, just around the corner from here, along with the room number. Don’t be early, but don’t be late either. Knock three times, my boyfriend will let you in.”
“Boyfriend?” I questioned as we watched the guy head back to his table.
“What would you prefer? Bodyguard? Now…finish your drink, we’re leaving.” She had already finished hers, so I downed mine in an instant, and then stood as she did. “Now we can go back and get prepared,” she told me.
I didn’t look back as we left the club, but I felt four pairs of eyes watching us go when we did.
“Think they’ll actually show up?” I honestly wondered.
“I think two of them for sure, hopefully all three. I usually don’t like to party unless there’s at least three guys there, including yourself.”
I hadn’t really considered that until now. “Wouldn’t it be better if I just sort of stayed dressed and kept an eye on things? On the situation?” I asked her.
“At first yes, at least until we see how things go, after that…do whatever you’re most comfortable with. If you feel like joining in, then do so. If you don’t, well…then that’s up to you.”
She stopped just outside of the door to the hotel before we entered, once again turning towards me. “Max, it’s important that you understand something. Once things start, once they’ve actually come into the room, I’m not going to hold anything back. You’re going to see me as I actually am, with other men present. I will enjoy myself when I do, one hundred percent. So if seeing that, watching that, bothers you at all.
Then I suggest you go out and wait in the sitting room outside of the bedroom area until we’re finished. Usually, no more than an hour or so tops most of the time, though on occasion, the evenings can go on a bit longer. I don’t expect that with these three, especially as two of them at least have girlfriends who’ll be waiting for them. So…it won’t be a long night. But, if you do find you can’t handle it, watching it, I’m going to need you to leave. Understood?”
I nodded my head in agreement with that. Then June kissed me on the cheek, taking my hand in hers, and together we walked into the Hotel and on up to our room.
**
Once we’d gotten up to the room, “May” excused herself, heading off into the bathroom to freshen up and ready herself, asking me to pour us both a couple of drinks. Not really much of a drinker myself, I did manage to pour myself a double scotch along with one for her as I sat down staring at my watch. It was now a quarter to seven, and if May was right, we’d soon have company knocking at the door.
She came out a moment after that, now wearing what appeared to be a wisp of lace material that was more see-thru than not. Even I had to admit she looked hot as hell standing there in front of me the way that she was. Her dark nipples proudly, and clearly evident peeking through, another thin sheer piece of material just barely covering her pussy, which I now noticed she had shaved completely, another totally unexpected surprise.
“You like?” She asked, turning around, only then accepting her drink from me.