I've been looking forward to being with you for months and when i finally get a chance to visit your city, I jump at the opportunity. You are supposed to come over to my hotel apartment that evening when you call to say that you've bumped into an old friend of yours who's visiting the city as well. As he's in town for just that evening, you feel obligated to entertaining him so you ask me if you can bring him over as well. I don't want you to cancel our meeting so ofcourse I say yes, I'm disappointed that I can't spend the evening alone with you, but this way I atleast get to see you! And as we hadn't planned anything in particular other than staying in and enjoying each other's company anyway, I tell myself that something's better than nothing and that there would be other opportunities for us to meet.
Your friend is happy to go along with your suggestion and so you both come over to my hotel room, half an hour later. Noah is pretty good looking and I feel a spark of interest because who doesn't like eye candy??!
Once the introductions are done, we break open a bottle of whiskey and the conversation starts flowing. Noah is interesting and a good conversationalist and my initial disappointment fades away slowly.
A couple of hours later, both of you are engrossed in a discussion about your mutual love of golf and common acquaintances, but the conversation is beginning to bore me. my patience is wearing thin but since I'd asked you to bring him, I obviously can't make a fuss unless I want to look like a party pooper.
"Hey, I'll be back in a minute."
You look up and nod as I get up to go to the bedroom.
Since we aren't going out, I decide to change out of my evening attire. I was wearing jeans and a top, which felt restrictive now. I discard the tight fitting jeans and blouse in favour of my satin kimono and pulling it over my lingerie, step back into the living room.
Your friend sees me first and the distracted look in his eyes makes you look in my direction as well and instantly I can feel the heat in your glance. As if by magic, I feel myself become wet but fake nonchalance as I come and sit down on the armchair beside the sofa you're sitting on. I stretch my legs, propping my feet up on the couch, almost touching your thigh, my ankles crossed. The kimono falls open, exposing my legs halfway up my thigh but It's still covering more than a pair of shorts would, so I don't bother.
I'm not interested in the conversation and my mind starts drifting to more interesting things as I down my third glass of whiskey, the alcohol slowly taking over, loosening my inhibitions.
I'd not even realised when I started rubbing my feet against your denim clad leg or when you absentmindedly reached out and started caressing my feet, lifting them onto your lap. Your hands moving gently, caressing my feet and slowly moving up my calf. The touch of your hands on my skin is intoxicating! I love the touch of your hands on me...anywhere! I can't hold back the soft sigh of pleasure and as though in a dream, I get up and bend over you, taking you by surprise as I kiss you slowly. The alcohol has obviously affected you as well because you kiss me back, pulling me down into your arms. The action causes the kimono sash to open up and the fine satin slips off my shoulders, leaving me almost completely naked except for the white satin and lace bra and panty I was wearing under it.
We have both completely forgotten N who is looking on in shocked silence. The sound of him clearing his throat and coughing brings both of us back to the present with a crash but my mind is still clouded with alcohol and you! You are about to say something when I kiss you again, my hand sliding down to caress you through the tight jeans..
"Fuck me baby..I want you inside me right now..."
"Babe..how much have you had? Come on..there's someone here..!"
Your hands gripping my shoulders, tighten as you give me a slight shake, as you realise the enormity of the situation.
I open my eyes and look at you and smile slowly.
"So? Is that a problem? He can join us if you want? Do you?"
All this while N has been sitting as still as a statue, obviously embarrassed and shocked but he can't hide his body's reaction to the scene unfolding before him. From my position in your arms, I can see how turned on he is, by the bulge in his trousers and the way he's breathing. He's completely turned on by us and doesn't know whether to get up and leave or shut up and watch!
"You are crazy, you know that?"