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Chapter 2
An hour later we were ready, not a sign of the horny games we’d been playing in evidence.
Lorraine was wearing a gorgeous short grey dress in a stretchy, partly see through material, it had only one shoulder strap, she was wearing it over her tiny black lace thong and strapless lace push-up bra, the flesh coloured stockings complimented the colour of the dress perfectly. She’d slipped on a pair of black patent Christian Le Boutin shoes with daffodil heels. She looked amazingly sophisticated and a quick glance would not reveal that she was dressed for one thing....Sex!
“You’ll need to make sure that your dress doesn’t ride up when you sit down or everyone will see you’ve got see-through knickers on.” I said.
“Sometimes, it just pays to advertise,” she replied as she opened her matching patent leather clutch bag. She held it open and showed me its contents. Inside were a small silver bullet vibrator and a beautiful butt plug with a diamante stone on the handle end.
“You are such a slut, Lorraine. Who is going to be on the receiving end of those two little beauties?”
Her face was the picture of innocence. “You of course you dirty little tart and me of course. I thought we could share them both.” She snapped the bag closed.
“Stand up and give me a twirl, let me check your outfit.”
I stood in front of her feeling so sexy as she took in the view.
I’d dressed in a similar way to her, Black basque and my new black nylons, my tits hidden by the mid-thigh length black dress but nipples in evidence as they strained against the material. Fortunately I’d had a pair of 5 inch stilettos with me and they accentuated the shape of my calves perfectly.
“You look so hot, you’ll have the guys in the bar drooling in their beer.” She laughed.
“I wonder where the guys are, I’d have thought they’d be back by now. I’ could do with a glass of wine.”
“Come on.” She replied.”Let’s go down to the bar and wait for them there.”
“Excellent idea, maybe we can lure that barmaid up to our room.”
We left the room and tottered down the corridor in our high heels.
The bar was crowded when we entered, obviously lots of others had had the same idea as us in choosing to stay in the city rather than risk a protracted journey home to the suburbs. We made our way over to the bar and took the last two seats remaining, right next to the server’s station.
We chatted for a few minutes looking around the room checking out the available talent.
“Carl and I play this game when we’re in a bar or restaurant, it’s called three or five depending on our mood.” I said above the hubbub of the bar.
“So how does that work then.” She replied.
“What you do is challenge who you’re with to choose two members of the opposite sex and one of your own sex to have a play with. If you’re playing for five its 3 and 2, Get it?”
“Ah I see, that sounds like a fun game, shall we play?”
“OK, you go first.”
“OK, I’ll go for the blonde guy at the end of the bar and the guy in the suit in the corner table and.....” she hesitated scanning the room. “The brunette girl behind the bar.”
“That’s not fair, i saw her first.” I laughed.
She giggled along with me and as she did so slipped her arm ar4ound my waist. She hugged me close to her and gave my right breast a surreptitious squeeze.
“You’re going to make me horny again you witch.” I said.
“That’s the idea.” She replied and giggled once again. “OK, it’s your turn.” She continued.
“Mmmmm, I’ll go for the blonde in the green dress and the guy with the stubble at that table over there.” I nodded toward a table in the centre of the bar. “And I think the city gent reading the paper.”
“Yes, good choices, I nearly chose him myself, looks like he could be a bit of a dark horse.”
“That’s exactly what I thought, I bet he’s got a huge cock.”
Once more we burst into spontaneous laughter, so much so that heads turned in our direction from all around the bar.
“Let’s put on a little show for everyone, nothing that’ll get us thrown out, just give them all the hint that we’re up to no good.”Lorraine whispered to me.
“OK, how about this then?” I reached for her hand on the bar, picked it up and kissed the end of her fingers before taking the tips into my mouth and sucking them. She shuddered visibly, tipped her head back and closed her eyes, in apparent ecstasy. She then swung around on her stool and opened her legs either side of mine, in doing so she gave half of the bar a flash of her stocking tops and the sight of her nicely shaved pussy.
“That should raise the temperature in here.” I said as I released her hand. She dropped her hand onto my shoulder and started to gently massage it. I caught the eye of the brunette barmaid as she looked in our direction and gave her a small wink. She beamed back at me and ran her tongue around her lips. Then blew me a small kiss.
“It looks like we’ve scored with the little brunette she’s just blown me a kiss.” I said.
“Really, how perfect. Now all we’ve got to do is get her in our clutches.” She replied.
“Do you think, do you want to come up to our room for a fuck is too direct?”She continued.
“Maybe a little.” I laughed. “How about we wind her up a bit more then pay our bill and leave her a little note, when we sign for it?”
“Good idea have you got any paper?”
“How about this napkin?” I asked.
“I’ve got a pen in here somewhere” she said as she fumbled in her bag. “Got it, what should I write?”
“How about, Want some fun, when you get off, come to Room 521.”
She wrote my suggestion on the napkin and folded it over into a triangle.
She then reached up to my mouth and pressed it against my fresh red lipstick. Sensing what she wanted I made my lips into a kiss shape and made an imprint of them on the napkin.
She took the tissue away and admired our joint handiwork.
“Perfect.” she said.
I stood up and kissed her on the mouth, as if thanking her for her kindness. Except I lingered a little too long for that kind of gesture and visibly flicked my tongue between her lips.
A definite red flush appeared as if by magic over her neck and down the slope of her chest to the top of her breasts.
“God you’re making me horny now.” She said through gritted teeth her face a picture of desire.
”That’s the idea sweetie.”
She placed the palms of her hands both side of my waist and gently stroked up my sides to my armpits and then back down to my hips.
She pushed them around my hips and cupped the cheeks of my bottom, gave a small squeeze and then placed them back in her lap. Again I leant towards her and gave her a small kiss on the lips. This time it was her tongue that darted between my open lips.
“We’re going to have to stop this, I’m beginning to leak all over this bar stool.” I said.
“I’ve got an idea.” I continued.”Follow my lead; we’re going to the Ladies.”
Once more I caught the eye of the brunette and gestured in the direction of the toilets across the bar. She looked confused for a moment, then as I got up from my stool and headed across the bar realisation dawned and she put down the glass she’d been polishing and watched us enter the toilet.
As we entered the Ladies, I turned to see Lorraine entering, I reached for her and started a full on snog, clearly visible to the girl behind the bar. Lorraine responded enthusiastically putting her hands behind my head she kissed me hard and deep in reply. I placed my hands on her bottom and lifted the bottom of her dress exposing her naked cheeks to the girl just as the automatic door closer cut off the view to her. I pulled Lorraine’s cheeks apart and slid my fingers forwards. Just as I’d thought; she was at least as wet as I was, I could feel where the juices from her pussy had run down her thighs toward her stocking tops. I roughly turned her around and pushed her against the sink, then dropped to my knees and fastened my lips against hers, licking the fresh juices from her. She pushed her hips back hard against my mouth and leant against the sink, reaching up she pulled the top of her dress down freeing her gorgeous breasts that were just resting on the ¼ cups of her basque. She then began to urgently squeeze her breasts as she felt my tongue dart in and out of her wet pussy.
I felt a small draught of air on my shoulders as the door opened halfway, then heard it close as it was pushed back hard. There was a small click as the lock was turned. I looked in the mirror and watched as the brunette crossed the space between us and then saw and felt her hands on my shoulders. Not a word was said as she slid both hands down the front of my dress and she cupped my breasts from above, kneading them just the way I like it.
Still without a word she leant forward and kissed the crease of Lorraine’s bottom at the top then slid her tongue down to her puckered hole and licked around the opening. Lorraine jerked her hips spasmodically as she felt the second tongue on her, then started to grind her hips round and round pushing hard against the invading tongues. Within seconds the dual assault on her, produced results, as she started to cum furiously. She jerked herself back and forth gripping tightly to her exposed breasts leaving obvious nail marks in their perfect skin.
Her violent orgasm over, she stood up straight disengaging our mouths from her and turned to face us. Reaching into her bag on the sink she extracted the folded napkin and said ”I guess there’s no need for this now I suppose.” She dropped it into the bin.
I burst into gales of laughter as the girl looked quizzically at us both.
“Its ok sweetheart, we were thinking of ways to lure you into our clutches, but it seems like you didn’t need such a subtle approach.”
“I am soo sorry my English she is not very good.” She replied in a broken accent.
“Who need English when your tongue speaks volumes in any language.” Lorraine replied.
What time do you finish in the bar sweetheart?” I asked.
“I finish at 12 o’clock.” She replied hesitantly.
“When you’ve finished would you like to come up to our room for some fun.” Lorraine asked her.
“That would be so nice, I don’t have any friends in London, I’ve been very alone here.”
“You mean lonely, I think.” I said to her.
“Yes very lonely, no-one to make fuck with like at home.”
“OK, sorry, what’s your name sweetheart?”
“I am called Ilke, I am from Poland.”
“OK Ilke, come up to room 521 when you’re finished we’ll help you to make fuck and stop you being so lonely.”
She beamed a huge smile at us both. “OK I will come to your room in half a hour if it is OK?”
“We’ll see you then,” I winked at her.
She gave an exaggerated wink in return, undid the lock and disappeared through the doorway back into the bar.
“Time for a bottle of fizz I think, don’t you?” I asked Lorraine as we left the toilet and headed back to our stools.
“At least a bottle, maybe we’ll take one up to the room as well, what do you think?” she responded.
Just before midnight we drained the last of our first bottle of champagne and paid the bill.
“OK Ilke, see you in a few minutes, don’t take off your uniform it looks so sexy” I said.
She looked down at herself, she was wearing a short black dress with a small white apron over the top and sheer black tights.
“Is ok? Not change into my clothes?”
No sweetheart you look perfect as you are.”
Once more her heart shaped face was wreathed in a huge smile.
I blew her a kiss as we left the noise of the bar and made our way across the foyer to the lifts.
“I wonder where the boys are they’ve been gone for ages?” asked Lorraine.
“They’ll be fine, they’re both big boys.”
“And aren’t we glad about that, it’d be awful if they weren’t.” She giggled.
An hour later we were ready, not a sign of the horny games we’d been playing in evidence.
Lorraine was wearing a gorgeous short grey dress in a stretchy, partly see through material, it had only one shoulder strap, she was wearing it over her tiny black lace thong and strapless lace push-up bra, the flesh coloured stockings complimented the colour of the dress perfectly. She’d slipped on a pair of black patent Christian Le Boutin shoes with daffodil heels. She looked amazingly sophisticated and a quick glance would not reveal that she was dressed for one thing....Sex!
“You’ll need to make sure that your dress doesn’t ride up when you sit down or everyone will see you’ve got see-through knickers on.” I said.
“Sometimes, it just pays to advertise,” she replied as she opened her matching patent leather clutch bag. She held it open and showed me its contents. Inside were a small silver bullet vibrator and a beautiful butt plug with a diamante stone on the handle end.
“You are such a slut, Lorraine. Who is going to be on the receiving end of those two little beauties?”
Her face was the picture of innocence. “You of course you dirty little tart and me of course. I thought we could share them both.” She snapped the bag closed.
“Stand up and give me a twirl, let me check your outfit.”
I stood in front of her feeling so sexy as she took in the view.
I’d dressed in a similar way to her, Black basque and my new black nylons, my tits hidden by the mid-thigh length black dress but nipples in evidence as they strained against the material. Fortunately I’d had a pair of 5 inch stilettos with me and they accentuated the shape of my calves perfectly.
“You look so hot, you’ll have the guys in the bar drooling in their beer.” She laughed.
“I wonder where the guys are, I’d have thought they’d be back by now. I’ could do with a glass of wine.”
“Come on.” She replied.”Let’s go down to the bar and wait for them there.”
“Excellent idea, maybe we can lure that barmaid up to our room.”
We left the room and tottered down the corridor in our high heels.
The bar was crowded when we entered, obviously lots of others had had the same idea as us in choosing to stay in the city rather than risk a protracted journey home to the suburbs. We made our way over to the bar and took the last two seats remaining, right next to the server’s station.
We chatted for a few minutes looking around the room checking out the available talent.
“Carl and I play this game when we’re in a bar or restaurant, it’s called three or five depending on our mood.” I said above the hubbub of the bar.
“So how does that work then.” She replied.
“What you do is challenge who you’re with to choose two members of the opposite sex and one of your own sex to have a play with. If you’re playing for five its 3 and 2, Get it?”
“Ah I see, that sounds like a fun game, shall we play?”
“OK, you go first.”
“OK, I’ll go for the blonde guy at the end of the bar and the guy in the suit in the corner table and.....” she hesitated scanning the room. “The brunette girl behind the bar.”
“That’s not fair, i saw her first.” I laughed.
She giggled along with me and as she did so slipped her arm ar4ound my waist. She hugged me close to her and gave my right breast a surreptitious squeeze.
“You’re going to make me horny again you witch.” I said.
“That’s the idea.” She replied and giggled once again. “OK, it’s your turn.” She continued.
“Mmmmm, I’ll go for the blonde in the green dress and the guy with the stubble at that table over there.” I nodded toward a table in the centre of the bar. “And I think the city gent reading the paper.”
“Yes, good choices, I nearly chose him myself, looks like he could be a bit of a dark horse.”
“That’s exactly what I thought, I bet he’s got a huge cock.”
Once more we burst into spontaneous laughter, so much so that heads turned in our direction from all around the bar.
“Let’s put on a little show for everyone, nothing that’ll get us thrown out, just give them all the hint that we’re up to no good.”Lorraine whispered to me.
“OK, how about this then?” I reached for her hand on the bar, picked it up and kissed the end of her fingers before taking the tips into my mouth and sucking them. She shuddered visibly, tipped her head back and closed her eyes, in apparent ecstasy. She then swung around on her stool and opened her legs either side of mine, in doing so she gave half of the bar a flash of her stocking tops and the sight of her nicely shaved pussy.
“That should raise the temperature in here.” I said as I released her hand. She dropped her hand onto my shoulder and started to gently massage it. I caught the eye of the brunette barmaid as she looked in our direction and gave her a small wink. She beamed back at me and ran her tongue around her lips. Then blew me a small kiss.
“It looks like we’ve scored with the little brunette she’s just blown me a kiss.” I said.
“Really, how perfect. Now all we’ve got to do is get her in our clutches.” She replied.
“Do you think, do you want to come up to our room for a fuck is too direct?”She continued.
“Maybe a little.” I laughed. “How about we wind her up a bit more then pay our bill and leave her a little note, when we sign for it?”
“Good idea have you got any paper?”
“How about this napkin?” I asked.
“I’ve got a pen in here somewhere” she said as she fumbled in her bag. “Got it, what should I write?”
“How about, Want some fun, when you get off, come to Room 521.”
She wrote my suggestion on the napkin and folded it over into a triangle.
She then reached up to my mouth and pressed it against my fresh red lipstick. Sensing what she wanted I made my lips into a kiss shape and made an imprint of them on the napkin.
She took the tissue away and admired our joint handiwork.
“Perfect.” she said.
I stood up and kissed her on the mouth, as if thanking her for her kindness. Except I lingered a little too long for that kind of gesture and visibly flicked my tongue between her lips.
A definite red flush appeared as if by magic over her neck and down the slope of her chest to the top of her breasts.
“God you’re making me horny now.” She said through gritted teeth her face a picture of desire.
”That’s the idea sweetie.”
She placed the palms of her hands both side of my waist and gently stroked up my sides to my armpits and then back down to my hips.
She pushed them around my hips and cupped the cheeks of my bottom, gave a small squeeze and then placed them back in her lap. Again I leant towards her and gave her a small kiss on the lips. This time it was her tongue that darted between my open lips.
“We’re going to have to stop this, I’m beginning to leak all over this bar stool.” I said.
“I’ve got an idea.” I continued.”Follow my lead; we’re going to the Ladies.”
Once more I caught the eye of the brunette and gestured in the direction of the toilets across the bar. She looked confused for a moment, then as I got up from my stool and headed across the bar realisation dawned and she put down the glass she’d been polishing and watched us enter the toilet.
As we entered the Ladies, I turned to see Lorraine entering, I reached for her and started a full on snog, clearly visible to the girl behind the bar. Lorraine responded enthusiastically putting her hands behind my head she kissed me hard and deep in reply. I placed my hands on her bottom and lifted the bottom of her dress exposing her naked cheeks to the girl just as the automatic door closer cut off the view to her. I pulled Lorraine’s cheeks apart and slid my fingers forwards. Just as I’d thought; she was at least as wet as I was, I could feel where the juices from her pussy had run down her thighs toward her stocking tops. I roughly turned her around and pushed her against the sink, then dropped to my knees and fastened my lips against hers, licking the fresh juices from her. She pushed her hips back hard against my mouth and leant against the sink, reaching up she pulled the top of her dress down freeing her gorgeous breasts that were just resting on the ¼ cups of her basque. She then began to urgently squeeze her breasts as she felt my tongue dart in and out of her wet pussy.
I felt a small draught of air on my shoulders as the door opened halfway, then heard it close as it was pushed back hard. There was a small click as the lock was turned. I looked in the mirror and watched as the brunette crossed the space between us and then saw and felt her hands on my shoulders. Not a word was said as she slid both hands down the front of my dress and she cupped my breasts from above, kneading them just the way I like it.
Still without a word she leant forward and kissed the crease of Lorraine’s bottom at the top then slid her tongue down to her puckered hole and licked around the opening. Lorraine jerked her hips spasmodically as she felt the second tongue on her, then started to grind her hips round and round pushing hard against the invading tongues. Within seconds the dual assault on her, produced results, as she started to cum furiously. She jerked herself back and forth gripping tightly to her exposed breasts leaving obvious nail marks in their perfect skin.
Her violent orgasm over, she stood up straight disengaging our mouths from her and turned to face us. Reaching into her bag on the sink she extracted the folded napkin and said ”I guess there’s no need for this now I suppose.” She dropped it into the bin.
I burst into gales of laughter as the girl looked quizzically at us both.
“Its ok sweetheart, we were thinking of ways to lure you into our clutches, but it seems like you didn’t need such a subtle approach.”
“I am soo sorry my English she is not very good.” She replied in a broken accent.
“Who need English when your tongue speaks volumes in any language.” Lorraine replied.
What time do you finish in the bar sweetheart?” I asked.
“I finish at 12 o’clock.” She replied hesitantly.
“When you’ve finished would you like to come up to our room for some fun.” Lorraine asked her.
“That would be so nice, I don’t have any friends in London, I’ve been very alone here.”
“You mean lonely, I think.” I said to her.
“Yes very lonely, no-one to make fuck with like at home.”
“OK, sorry, what’s your name sweetheart?”
“I am called Ilke, I am from Poland.”
“OK Ilke, come up to room 521 when you’re finished we’ll help you to make fuck and stop you being so lonely.”
She beamed a huge smile at us both. “OK I will come to your room in half a hour if it is OK?”
“We’ll see you then,” I winked at her.
She gave an exaggerated wink in return, undid the lock and disappeared through the doorway back into the bar.
“Time for a bottle of fizz I think, don’t you?” I asked Lorraine as we left the toilet and headed back to our stools.
“At least a bottle, maybe we’ll take one up to the room as well, what do you think?” she responded.
Just before midnight we drained the last of our first bottle of champagne and paid the bill.
“OK Ilke, see you in a few minutes, don’t take off your uniform it looks so sexy” I said.
She looked down at herself, she was wearing a short black dress with a small white apron over the top and sheer black tights.
“Is ok? Not change into my clothes?”
No sweetheart you look perfect as you are.”
Once more her heart shaped face was wreathed in a huge smile.
I blew her a kiss as we left the noise of the bar and made our way across the foyer to the lifts.
“I wonder where the boys are they’ve been gone for ages?” asked Lorraine.
“They’ll be fine, they’re both big boys.”
“And aren’t we glad about that, it’d be awful if they weren’t.” She giggled.
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