Any suspicions I had about my favorite bartender, Babs, wanting me to get laid were confirmed after this trip.
I had just checked into my favorite hotel and as if part of a script, showered and hit the bar. Babs was working, "I've been expecting you."
"Oh yeah. How did you know I would be in?"
"I helped myself to the reservation list at the front desk. Boy do I have a treat for you."
"What is that? Did you and your boyfriend break up and I get to take you in your car like Ive been dreaming of? Did I just say that out loud?"
"No silly, and I may take you up on that one day. Your surprise should be here soon."
As I settle in with my freshly poured glass of whiskey three (not one, not two, THREE) cheerleaders come loudly and drunkenly stumbling over to Babs.
"We are ready for our chaperone." Says the dark haired girl. All three are built almost identically, 5'3", 115, B cup tits. The only way to tell a difference between them is their hair color. One has almost jet black hair, one is blonde and the third is a light haired brunette.
"Here he is." Babs says as she points to me, much to my surprise. "He just got home from the middle east and since you three are celebrating a win (It was another shitty season for the home team and the Boise State football team beat them on home turf) I figured you four could become friends."
Babs takes my drink for me and tells me she will put it on my room tab. The three asked if Babs could arrange a security escort to their room after a night of drinks int he bar, "Now go, walk these ladies to their room."
The three saunter over, the blonde put her arm around me. The dark hair girl is the alpha and least intoxicated. The light haired girl is almost sleeping standing up.
"Well, let's go." As I stand up and put my arms around the ladies. "What rooms are you in?'
The dark haired girl grabs my drink from the bar and proceeds to tell me that her and the blonde are sharing a room. The light headed girl is in another room but her roommate is fucking her boyfriend right now so she is staying in their room tonight.
The blonde is helping the light haired girl stand as the dark haired girl and I are fast, best friends.
As we walk to the room I wonder if attitudes like theirs are an age thing. I never thought such cocky little stuck up hookers could come from Idaho. We get into the room and the blonde and light haired girl fall onto the first of the two beds in the room. They giggle but soon are close to unconscious.
I grab the dark haired girl and kiss her. She kisses me back She is strugling to place the glass on the end table without breaking our kiss and using just peripheral vision. Soon she finds it and her hands go to my face and beard.