This was written at the request of a lady I met on Lit. Hope it is what she wanted!!
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Lucy sat at a table by the window in the almost deserted hotel bar. As she sipped a glass of Chardonnay she glanced out the window at the blowing snow on the nearly empty street.
"Just my luck," she thought, "My flight home cancelled due to weather and now I am stuck here another night."
She should have been halfway home by now and headed to the arms of her man, but instead here she was alone and feeling sorry for herself. As she glanced around, she saw that there was one couple at a table on the other side of the room, and a couple of young guys in suits seated at the bar.
As she took another sip of her wine, she noticed that the one young guy seemed to be checking her out. She quickly averted her eyes and wondered why a 30 something would be looking at someone who was over the half century mark in her life. Not that she was in bad shape or anything, far from it. She kept herself in good shape and she knew she had a great set of legs that the guy could obviously see from where he was seated. It was flattering that she still got the odd look from guys and it made her down mood lighten a bit.
She saw the fellow talking to his friend, and then saw the other guy turn and look in her direction and smile. Again, she averted her eyes, but a smile came to her lips and her mood brightened even more.
A few minutes later, the waitress walked over to her and put down another glass of wine. She was about to protest that she hadn't ordered it when the girl said, "Compliments of the gentlemen at the bar."
Lucy looked over at the two who had now swivelled around in their chairs and were holding their glasses up to her in a toast. She smiled at them and held hers up in return.
Lucy glanced back at the window and saw that the wind had picked up and it was almost a total white out now. When she looked back, she saw the two fellows from the bar walking in her direction. As they approached, she smiled as she thought, well, a little company on this miserable night might brighten things up.
"May we join you?" asked the taller of the two men, "You looked a bit lonely all by yourself."
Lucy nodded and the two men sat down at the table with her. The taller of the two introduced himself as Rob and introduced his friend as Ryan. Lucy gave them her name and said, "Yes, I was feeing a bit lonely and stranded here with this storm."
As they chatted and got to know each other a bit, Lucy couldn't help but feel pretty flattered that these two young handsome guys had chosen to approach her. Rob was tall, probably 6'2 or more, with a slim body, dark wavy hair and beautiful brown eyes. Ryan was around 5'9" with a more muscular looking body, red hair and green eyes that seemed to twinkle when he spoke.
She found out that Rob was 31 and Ryan 29 and they worked as investment counsellors for a large bank. They had been in the city for a conference and like her, their planes home had been cancelled. She smiled when she heard their ages and thought to herself, "I'm old enough to be their mother."
Both were fun loving guys and their banter made her laugh. Another round of drinks came and although Lucy knew she was feeling a little tipsy, she thought 'what the hell' and took the third glass of Chardonnay.
Lucy loved it when the guys made flattering comments about her and her appearance. As the evening wore on, and more drinks were consumed, some of the comments became a bit more sexual, but by then Lucy was feeling pretty uninhibited from the wine and just smiled and giggled. She was enjoying this, it was making her feel young and desirable, something she rarely experienced.
The waitress, came by and told them that they were going to close the bar early so that the staff could get home before the streets were completely impassable. Rob suggested that they move up to the mini suite he was staying in and asked the waitress to bring a bottle of Chardonnay and some glasses.
Lucy, at first told them that she didn't think she should join them, but with the alcohol clouding her judgement, it didn't take much convincing by the guys to get her to change her mind. Rob paid the bar tab and the three headed to the elevator.
On the ride in the elevator, Lucy started having second thoughts about going to Rob's room with them and told them that maybe she should just head to her own room. But they were having none of that and again talked her into joining them for at least "one drink".
When they entered the suite, Ryan headed to the fridge and took out a chilled bottle of wine. Lucy sat on the couch, still a bit unsure about being here with these two young guys. Rob sat down beside her on the couch and leaned close and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. The kiss took her aback, she wasn't sure how to react. Both of the guys had been polite and respectful all the time at the bar and this little peck on the cheek certainly wasn't aggressive. Lucy just sat there without reacting and in a moment Ryan was handing her a glass of wine.
The three of them chatted some more, again the guys being flattering and occasionally a little risqué, but the wine had loosened Lucy up enough that she just giggled at some of their comments. Rob sat close, and when he spoke he liked to have physical contact, his hand on Lucy's shoulder or his fingertips against her forearm.
After a little bit, Rob leaned in and gave Lucy another kiss, this time lightly on the lips. Maybe it was the wine or maybe the flattery, but this time Lucy returned it. It was all the invitation Rob needed and his arms slipped around her and he kissed her long and deeply. It was the first time in years that anyone but her husband had kissed her this way and she found it exciting. Rob's lips were soft and his athletic body felt good as it pressed against her.
Lucy let herself enjoy this experience, thinking, "it is only a kiss."
She knew it was wrong and she should get up and leave immediately, but something inside of her made her stay. Her mouth yielded to Rob' and she felt his tongue play with hers. "God he is a wonderful kisser," she thought.
And then she felt his hand, sliding up her side, cupping her breast. Things were going to far and she needed to leave. She broke the kiss and pulled away, telling him that she had to leave.
"Oh come on, Lucy," Rob told her, "You enjoyed that kiss as much as I did."
"I might have," she replied, "but it is wrong and I have to go!"
"I think you should stay," Rob exclaimed with a grin, "It will be fun!"
Lucy pulled out of his arms and stood to leave. She was feeling so tipsy, but knew she had to get out of the suite right now.
As she turned to head to the door, Ryan stood in her way, holding up his iPhone so she could see the picture on its screen.
He has snapped a shot of her and Rob kissing, with Rob's hand cupping her breast.
"You wouldn't want your hubby to get a copy of this would you Lucy?" he said with a smile, "You wouldn't want him to start thinking that you fuck around every time you go out of town?"
"You, you wouldn't!" she stammered now in a bit of a panic.
Her husband was a great guy, but he had always been an extremely jealous type. And he had accused her of screwing around once before with a co-worker and even though she hadn't done anything, it had taken a lot of sweet talking on her part to convince him otherwise. And tonight she wasn't thinking all that clearly, the wine clouding her judgement.
"Just relax," said Rob, "It will be fun, and the way you kissed me tells me that you want some fun too!"
"Why did I let myself get into this situation?" Lucy thought as she pondered her options.
She moved toward Ryan, trying to grab the phone from him. "Delete that pic!" she screamed at him.
Ryan pulled the phone away. "Relax," he said with an evil smile on his face, "Just cooperate and you have nothing to worry about!"
Lucy was in panic, if that picture got to her husband or maybe her boss the shit would hit the fan big time. "Please," she begged, "Just delete it, I shouldn't have come here with you two!"
She sensed that Ryan and Rob weren't the nice guys she had thought, something had changed and they were set on getting what they wanted, and what they wanted was her. She was trembling, almost in tears, and when Rob tried to hug her, she pulled back, slapping his face.
"Oh, your going to be a feisty one are you?" he said as his strong hands grabbed her arms and held her.
"Just give us a little show and you can go!' he said with a smile, "I could tell from that kiss that you are a horny one!"
Lucy's head was spinning, the wine had clouded her judgement, she didn't want this, she didn't want anything to do with these guys, but they had that picture, and her business card that she had given them down in the bar. She knew they could find out more and somehow get that damning photo to her husband.
She tried once more to reason with them, but they refused to listen. "OK she snapped at them, I give you your little fucking show!"
Rob stepped back, giving her some space. She could feel their eyes on her and her hand trembled as her fingers moved to the buttons of her blouse. Slowly she undid the buttons, the lacy flesh coloured bra now exposed to their eyes. She almost said 'fuck it' and was going to head for the door, but she saw Ryan snap another picture and knew she couldn't take the chance now.
She pulled off her blouse and laid it on the chair beside her. Her fingers found the button and zip of her tailored skirt and she shimmied out of it, letting it fall to the floor. She knew that her dark bush would be visible through the sheer flesh coloured panties. "Maybe that will turn them off," she thought.
