My best friend Belinda was upset. Her husband had just left her, and he told her she was a dud in bed, and that was the reason he was leaving. She was shattered and needed some confidence, so I decided to help her out.
I told my husband of my plans, and he was more than happy to help out and let me do this special thing for Bel as she tried to come to grips with the nasty comments and treatment from her now 'ex'.
So without boring you with the details, here is what happened on the night I did my best to prove Bel's ex wrong, and give her sexual self-confidence a much needed boost.
At two o'clock in the afternoon Terry and I arrived at the hotel, and began to set up the large suite for the night ahead. Terry, my husband, was to be the caterer, security and the videographer. You see, I wanted Bel to have a record of everything that happened that night, so she could watch it whenever she felt in need of a confidence boost, but also just to prove to her that her ex was wrong.
Terry and I spent a lovely hour having a spa and just cuddling once we had everything set up. He knew I didn't want to fuck, but was happy to just laze in the hot water and enjoy each other's company before we got dressed, heading out for an early dinner, and then arriving back at the suite ready for the night to begin.
I was dressed in my classic black gown, full length and made from shiny lycra and cotton. It is a gorgeous, classy dress that hugs every curve like a second skin. On my feet I wore classic black pumps, and just a little jewellery, with red lipstick.
Terry was wearing his casual trousers and shirt, and was busy setting up the video cameras when the men arrived. You see, I had arranged for three men to be present, to help us boost Bel's sexual self-confidence.
I must admit I was pleasantly surprised when the guys walked in. hey had followed my instructions to the letter, and were all wearing identical outfits. Black pants and shoes, black bow ties and nothing else! I wanted them to look like the classic old Chippendale strippers, and they sure did! I had chosen them wisely from all the men I know at the gym. I had fucked one of them before, Carl, and he was awesome in bed. I told him what I wanted to do, and he said he'd organise the rest, which he did. He introduced Shane and Travis, and as I kissed them on the cheek each, I wondered what their cocks would feel like in my mouth, pussy and wherever else later that night!
We all chatted a while and relaxed over a few drinks. Terry had stocked up the bar fridge after we arrived, and as he set to work finalising all the video and camera gear, I got the guys to all try on their masquerade masks. I wanted Bel to have anonymous, wild sex with the three men, and so I had asked them to wear the masks that allow their eyes to be covered, but their nose and mouth to be exposed. After all, it was important that their tongues be accessible!
Bel was due to arrive by cab at nine, and as the clock struck exactly nine, my mobile rang. It was Bel, and she was in the foyer downstairs.
"I'm on my way, honey!" I said, before organising for the guys to be hidden away in the bathroom, and the big bed to be laid back for the fun to begin when we returned.
Terry checked the gear and everything was ready. I left the four men drinking and chatting and headed for the lift in my black gown and heels. I knew I looked hot, and the fact I was wearing no panties underneath made me feel hot as well as I walked down the hallway toward the lift.
In the lift I was looking at the lights as everyone does, when the bell rang on the seventh floor and the door opened. In walked a handsome man, who smiled, pressed the lobby and stood next to me. I smelled his after shave, and immediately my nipples went hard. He was wearing Hugo Boss, and I wanted him there and then!
I smiled his direction, and as we began small talk, the lift arrived at the lobby and we politely went our separate ways.
In the lobby I spotted Bel right away. She was wearing an incredible short, red cocktail dress that flowed down between her huge boobs nicely, and on her heels were her brand new Jimmy Choo sandals. She carried a small clutch purse and her wild, brown hair was cascading down around her gorgeous face, highlighting her green eyes.
"You look stunning!" I told her. "Let's see what Rick says about you now!"
"That bastard? God, he'd kill me for going out dressed like this! Besides, he's in the past now....so tell me, what is going on? What have you cooked up for me tonight?"
"All in good time, my darling, all in good time!" I said, taking her by the arm and heading to the bar in the lobby for a quick drink to help Bel relax.
I ordered two champagnes, and as we chatted I could tell she was nervous, but excited. Rick had really done a number on her self-esteem, and I was determined to repair the damage that very night, and prove to her that she was not only beautiful, sexy and desirable, but, despite what Rick said, a dynamo in bed too!
As we finished our drinks, I took her by the hand, and we headed for the lift, and up to sexual abandonment! Bel was fidgeting and very nervous as the lights showed we were heading towards the fifteenth floor.
"You'll be fine, baby! You'll have a great time, I promise. And, even more than that, you can prove to yourself that Rick was wrong in everything he said."
