The other stories I have written in the Group Sex category have taken weeks even months to craft. This series came about out of a desire to produce a work quickly. There are (hopefully) going to be nine chapters in this 'Quickie' series, if they were included in a single work it would make the most implausible reading. I'm hoping that by splitting it over nine separate short stories it will be more fun and only improbable.
Constructive feedback and comments are always most welcome.
Enjoy.
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In the cab, on my way back to the hotel I tried to grasp the reality of what had happened to me over the last 24 hours. Not so long ago Rachel was the only person on my mind. I was desperate to see her again, I needed to see her again. But now... Aimee, oh my god, Aimee! I was awash with emotion. The fact that I had just secured the best and most lucrative deal of my career was totally immaterial.
Rachel, Elaine, Felicity and now Aimee! It was astonishing! One thing was for sure though, when I get back, I'm taking a career change. I don't know what, where or how, but I want to carry on feeling like I do now.
In what seemed like minutes, I was back at the hotel and the sound of jet engines was filling the air. I didn't want to go home.
Alcohol was back on the menu now though. I headed to the bar and ordered myself a large whisky. On my travels I have always enjoyed people watching and I settled into my pastime quickly. I enjoy watching the interactions between people. Hotel bars are particularly fertile ground. There are normal everyday people on holiday, business people, people who are meeting illicitly, they're the easiest to spot!
Today there were the usual suspects. A group of businessmen were in the corner being rather too loud. Judging by the ridiculous behavior of a few of them I'd say some cocaine was in play. I watched a young couple with two small children, building up to an argument which would undoubtedly play out when the children finally crashed and were put to bed.
One small group caught my eye. Three couples possibly all in their mid thirties. They looked like they were all friends, but one of the men was giving off all kinds of signals to one of the women who didn't seem to be his partner. The others seemed to be oblivious to what was happening, but as an outsider looking in, it seemed obvious that they were flirting.
The businessmen were getting louder. So annoying.
It was still early, but my sleep deprivation was kicking in big time. I knew that I could hold out a few more hours, but then I'd have to give in. I ordered another whisky and then decided to head off to one of the restaurants to get something to eat.
I ordered Lasagna and a bottle of Chablis, accounts can question the cost of the wine if they like, I don't care. I really should have taken lunch at The Waterside Inn! There was a young couple sitting near to me, obviously very much in love. It's odd how that spectacle can be so nauseating to watch. The wine was having a soothing effect on me and I truly felt at peace. Half way though my meal and close to the bottom of the bottle of wine, the group of friends came into the restaurant minus the two who had been flirting. The flirtatious male came trotting in a few minutes later and made apologies for being late. A few minutes later the flirtatious woman walking in trying way to hard to be casual. She was flushed, her hair was dishevelled and when she sat down she struggled to make eye contact with her partner. Can none of them see this?!
I finished my meal and set off to my room. The elevator took a while to arrive, but in my present frame of mind I really didn't care. Eventually the doors opened and I stepped in. Just as they were about to close I heard a voice shout outside to hold the door. I jabbed the door open button just as a young woman shot in.
She stuck her head out of the elevator and waved to unseen companions, "I'm going to have a quick shower I'll be down in 15... maybe 20, bye." She span round to look at me, "Thank you for holding... ohh!"
I pressed the door close button, "Hello Beth. What a pleasant surprise."
Her lower jaw was hanging open but she recovered her composure quickly, "Oh, hello, gosh, fancy meeting you here."
"Well, it's convenient for the airport."
She smiled, a look that positively suited her, "Hence cabin crew use it too."
"Which floor would you like?"
"Eight please."
"Me too, have you had a nice day?"
"Yes, thank you. Mostly been lounging in Hyde Park, it's been a lovely day. You?"
"Work, but it went very well so no complaints for missing the good weather."
"I thought you might have seen that lady that you, err, you know?"
"No, but we will meet again, I'm sure, she was a lot of fun."
Beth grinned, "I bet she was!"
"May I ask a personal question?"
She looked wary, "Well, I don't know. It depends on the question." The elevator door opened and we stepped out.
"You said on the plane that you felt jealous. What exactly did you mean?"
