I was surprised when Brigette actually did call. She asked why I left my phone number on the bill, and I somewhat sheepishly thought that she'd might be interested in having a threesome with Michelle and I.
After a short pause, Brigette said yes, that she'd love to. She found Michelle very attractive and sexy, and that she couldn't wait. I told her where to meet us, and what time. We would be waiting for her...
I told Michelle seconds after getting off of the phone with Brigette. Michelle was happily surprised, and a bit nervous. I guess I was, too. I told Michelle that this was about her and Brigette primarily; I had no problem with sharing her. I asked Michelle if it would be all right to bring my camcorder, so that I could get it all on film. She agreed enthusiastically.
We sat together in the motel room, waiting for Brigette. I admit to being very excited and more than a bit nervous. Michelle was wearing a short red knit skirt, fishnet thigh highs, red stiletto pumps, and a red camisole that was a bit too small for her large, luscious breasts. I had on a pair of jogging shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt.
As we sat and waited, I decided that I couldn't, and began to kiss my Michelle deeply, softly. My hands roamed over her willing flesh, and ended up in between her now-spread legs. Just as I was beginning to probe her sweet box, a knock on the door brought us out of our reverie.
I got up and opened the door. What I was nearly floored me. There stood Brigette, looking nothing like the girl we had just seen not too long ago at the restaurant. She had on a long Spring jacket; no doubt to help hide what she was wearing.
She stood before us in leather thigh boots, fishnets, black Lycra skirt, and a leather bustier that put her ample cleavage on display for all to see. Her hair was a blond-ish red, with copper streaks running through it, and she carried a rather large shoulder bag.
