"What do you think of him?" Ed whispered across the table to Carla as he nodded in the direction of a man sitting up at the bar. The couple had been exclusively dating for a few weeks now. Ed had been telling Carla of his fantasy of having another man join their bed for a few weeks now. He wanted her to experience all the sexual pleasure there was possible and he thought having another male help to make love to her would satisfy her beyond her dreams. He knew one of those dreams involved a threesome with her in the middle.
They were sitting in the lounge of the hotel in which he booked a suite for them every week. Carla had finally gotten up the courage to go through with the idea of sharing their bed and tonight they were looking for a likely candidate to join them for the threesome.
Carla glanced over her shoulder and turned to look at the man at the bar. She broke out in a sly smile. "He's really cute Ed, but he's probably an American here on business and not interested in a middle aged woman like me."
"Oh yeah?" Ed continued quietly. "That's not stopping him from checking you out. When you got up to go to the washroom he watched you every step of the way!"
"Oh go on Ed!" She blushed and grinned as she sipped her drink. "You're just teasing me!"
"No I'm not. Go walk to the other side of the room and pretend you are looking for something and you'll see what I'm talking about."
"Okay, I'll just do that," with that Carla stood up, smoothed down her jeans and putting a little extra wiggle in her walk in her new high heels she made her way across the darkened room. As she passed the bar, she smiled at the American. He winked back. As she brushed past him, she whispered, "He caught you looking at me."
Don whispered back, "Am I in trouble or am I in then?"
She looked down as she slowly walked by. He had a very obvious hard-on going on in his pants. "Have you been hard the whole time since we did it this afternoon?"
"Fortunately no, that would have been embarrassing. But I did get hard immediately after getting in my car to come here. I'm sure glad the lights are very low in the bar." He winked at her.
Carla stifled a giggle and picked up her pace to walk on to the entrance to the lounge. There she made a show of bending over to adjust the strap on her shoe, displaying her ass, snug in her jeans for both men. Even in the shadows both Ed and Don individually knew how wonderful that shapely ass looked and felt. After several seconds, she walked around the other way back to their table, smiling as she watched Ed alternately look at her and then behind her at Don on his barstool. She knew by this time he was making it very obvious he was ogling her ass.
"You're right!" Carla whispered with a smile as she sat down. "He is looking at me and up close he is even cuter! Do you really think he would want me?"
"Of course he would! The guy obviously has the hots for you! I bet he'd be easy to talk into a little fun if we could only figure out a way to meet him."
"I don't know, you think he'd come all this way to have it with a couple of middle-aged Canadians, when he could probably find some sexy twenty-something anywhere in this hotel?"
"For whatever reason, that guy is hot for you, Carla. I bet he'd practically do you in the elevator if you gave him the chance. I can just tell by the look on his face."
"So, if I told you I'd love to be with him, you'd be okay with him?"
"Hearing you say it that way turns me on as much as I think your ogling would-be lover is already. So why don't we find out and change our fantasy into reality. Here he is in a bar in a strange city, most likely where no one knows him, so I'd say both he and the both of us would never have a better opportunity." Ed leaned in and whispered in Carla's ear. "Besides, I'm getting a raging boner imagining him with you. So let's strike while the iron is hot."
"What the hell, if you're game." Carla took a gulp of her drink. "So who's gonna go ask him if he'd like to join us?"
"I'll go invite him over for a drink and we'll see what happens, okay?"
Carla looked over at Don, grinned and then looked back at Ed. "Okay let's do it."
Ed took another healthy swig of his scotch and got up from his chair. He headed towards the bar.
"Excuse me," he came up behind Don.
Don looked up at the large man, but didn't say a word, just sipped his drink.
"My girlfriend and I were wondering if we could buy you a drink." He looked back and nodded toward Carla.
Don sipped his drink some more and nonchalantly stared over the rim of his glass, past Ed to Carla. She lifted her hand from the table in a subtle sort of wave.
"My name's Ed by the way. Where are you from?" He asked and held out this hand.
Don saw Carla wink back at him. He put his glass on the bar and reached out to shake Ed's hand. "The name's Don and I'm from Virginia."
"Hi Don." Ed signaled the bartender. "Another one of these for the gentleman here and another round for us at the table over there."