Chapter 3: Joining Monica
A week had passed since Kyle was last in San Diego. He was certain that this business trip wouldn't be quite the exciting time the last one was. He recalled how he met Lucy and Brenda at the hotel bar and accidentally left his suit jacket at their table. It became the perfect scenario when Lucy, a sultry, thick and busty brunette called him to drop by her room so she could return it, leading to a drink, leading to a hot night of sex. Her business partner and roommate, Brenda, accidentally walked in on the event, excusing herself, but leaving Lucy hotter from the intrusion.
It would have been exciting enough, but the following day, after work, it was Brenda who knocked on Kyle's door. She was older and not voluptuous like Lucy was, but she was vivacious and forward. The sex was fast and rough, concluding his last trip to San Diego with a wild bang.
"Back to business as usual," thought Kyle, as he packed up after his first day of business meetings. "Time to head back to the hotel, write some notes, throw down some bar food and fall asleep watching sitcom reruns."
"Nice work today, Kyle," said Jeff as he walked into the conference room to retrieve his notes. Jeff was the guy who brought Kyle in to consult, which made him his primary point of contact.
"Thanks, Jeff," he replied. "I aim to please."
Jeff smiled. "So I hear. I just found out that you are acquainted with our accounting consultants."
"You're kidding," Kyle lifted an eyebrow. "Who?"
"You know Brenda and Lucy. I had lunch with Brenda yesterday, and she said that she and Lucy were staying at your hotel."
Kyle hid his nerves. "Oh... Yeah, I met them last time I was here. Nice ladies."
Jeff laughed. "Yeah. Yeah they are. Anyway, what are your plans for dinner? Monica and I are going to grill out by the pool. We'd love it if you decided to join us."
"Wow. I actually hadn't planned on anything, so sure. When should I be there?"
Kyle stopped by his hotel to change before driving to Jeff and Monica's house at 7:00. He knocked on the door and waited for Jeff to open it.
Instead, an attractive, tan woman with shoulder-length black hair greeted him. She wore a black bikini and a sheer sarong from her waist. "You must be Kyle," she politely smiled, standing to the side and inviting him in. "I'm Monica. Jeff's already out by the pool. I'm almost done getting the food ready. I'll be out in a minute."
"Thanks," Kyle said, watching her perfect hips sway as she walked toward the kitchen. He made his way out to the patio/pool area and announced his presence to Jeff.
"Glad you could make it, Jeff. Beer?"
"Sure."
Jeff popped the cap off a bottle and handed it to Kyle. "So, what do you think?"
"About what?"
"What do you think of Monica?"
"Oh... She's nice."
Jeff laughed. "Yeah, she is. Come on. She's hot."
"Well... yeah. I mean, yeah. Good job with that," Kyle laughed nervously.
"Don't worry about it, Kyle. My wife is very aware of the effect she has on men."
Kyle took a drink. "Doesn't bother you?"
"Nope. I'm maybe a bit unusual that way. I like it when people give her the attention she deserves."
"And boy, do I deserve it," Monica's voice intruded. She set down the last salad bowl and motioned for Jeff and Kyle to have a seat.
The conversation began as ordinary business talk, which became office rumors. Eventually, Jeff brought up his accounting consultants.
"Brenda... What a dirty girl!" Monica exclaimed.
"Damn," said Jeff. "Don't I know it?"
Kyle looked confused, which made Monica laugh. She put her hand on her husband's leg. "He doesn't know what you're talking about, Jeff."
Jeff finished sipping from his beer. "I fucked her."
"Who? Brenda?"
"Yep. She was a wild ride, man."
"What, like before you met Monica?"
Monica laughed, clearly having fun at her guest's expense. "About a month ago, right Jeff?"
