Amy's slutty hotel meeting
Amy picked up the post off the doormat after a hard day's work - Monday always seemed a tiring day after the weekend. She dropped it onto the worktop in the kitchen and thought, oh no, not more bills. She took her coat off and put the kettle on to make herself a refreshing cup of tea.
The tea soon brewed and she grabbed the post and flicked through the envelopes realising that most of them were just junk mail, then surprisingly she saw a hand written one. It was just addressed to Amy, with no surname. Very odd she thought as she tore it open. There was a hand written letter and a plastic card. She read it.
My Dear Amy
Enclosed is a key for room 327 in the Radisson hotel near you. The room has been booked for this coming Friday from 12 noon and you are to be there at this time. In the room on the bed you will find several items of fetish clothing and footwear along with several sex toys. You may look at these and pick them up but you must NOT put any of them on as we will be doing that for you. You must still be dressed in your own clothes when we arrive which will be a few minutes after you.
I know today is only Monday but this is to give you time to arrange to have the day off on Friday. You will also be staying on Friday night.
Love and kisses
Steven Xxx
Amy immediately thought back to the wonderful session she had had with Steven and Roger a few weeks earlier and even now the memories aroused her so much that she still masturbated while remembering it. She reread the letter again and loved the way it told her, it didn't ask her, it told her to be there at noon, it told her not to put on the clothing. Her imagination was already running wild with what they were going to do to her and it was arousing her sexually.
She had dinner and settled down to watch TV but her mind was elsewhere. She wondered whether Roger or Steven would be online. Steven was online and they were soon chatting and asked him what he had planned for Friday but all he said was, 'When you arrive at noon on Friday, you'll find out.'
She said, 'I might not be going there on Friday.'
Steven replied, 'You will and you know you will. We both know how much we enjoyed our last meeting and this one will be even better.'
The thought of this was arousing Amy and even as she chatted she could feel herself getting damp between the legs. Steven went offline and Amy started watching some of the videos that she had put in her 'favourites'. She adored the ones where the female was being dominated and wearing fetish clothing. Her right hand had wandered down onto her lap and was easing her skirt up and her hand soon reached her panties. She was amazed how damp they were.
She started slowly rubbing a finger up and down her slit through her panties and loved the feelings she was giving herself. As she watched one of her favourite ones where the female is wearing a black latex hood and sucks a guy off until he cums all over the hood she eases her panties aside and slips a finger inside herself. Amy is amazed how wet she is and knows that she has to cum.
She stands up and takes her skirt and panties off. She notices the wet stain on them and knows that if Roger or Steven were there they would now be smelling and licking them.
She carries on watching the video and loves how the guy holds her latex clad face still and fucks her mouth. Amy now has two fingers deep inside her and is finger fucking herself. Then she reaches for her clit and with just few rubs she is having the huge orgasm that she so badly needs.
The rest of the week seemed to fly past and although Amy was still wondering whether to go on Friday she knew in the back of her mind that she would be unable to resist. She booked a day's holiday for Friday and on Thursday night had trouble sleeping just thinking what she was going to experience.
She woke in the morning, showered and had breakfast. She then spent ages working out what to wear. She sat in front of the mirror and put on her makeup. She knew that Rob and James were into heavy makeup as she applied her favourite silver grey eye shadow and black mascara and a crimson red lipstick and lipgloss. She remembered how they had put red lipstick on her nipples at their last meeting and wondered whether they would be doing the same today.
Amy chose a very short black pvc skirt with white blouse and a fully underwired quarter cup platform bra, in black satin that could be seen through the blouse. She then picked up her favourite black pvc thong and stepped into and pulled it up tight against her newly trimmed mound.
She wondered about hold up stockings but quickly realised that men always like seeing suspenders so put some on too. She chose the black PVC waspie with six whipcord thin straps with metal clips. She fastened it round her waist as she did up the twelve little black hooks and eyes that make sure it gripped her firmly.
The stockings felt wonderful, proper Aristoc sheer black nylons with a point heel and razor thin seams. She eased her foot into one, pulling it over her ankle and gently smoothed it up the length of her leg.
The feeling was exquisite as the sheer nylon slid up her thigh, she made sure the seam was as straight as possible, hugging the curve of her calf and on up her thigh to where the thick welt fitted tightly around her leg.
She clipped the first suspender on at the front, pulling it taught. then the back, reaching as far round as she could get it, to make sure it lined up with the seam. Then the middle one, pulling the stocking taught for that extra secure feeling. The other stocking was next, following the same routine, caressing the nylon as it slid up her leg, loving the feel as the clips close and the nylon is pulled tight across her flesh.
Then she chose her glistening black patent leather, five inch heels which tapered to spikes. Amy slipped her nylon sheathed foot into the first one, wriggling her toes to get them to the end of the closed toe shoe. The double ankle strap she buckled tightly. When the second shoe is on and strapped just as tightly, she stood and walked a few steps, tentatively. She wears heels a lot, but these felt different, the muscles in her calves were taught and she had to walk with her back straight and her shoulders back, emphasising her breasts even more.
She slipped the soft leather choker around her neck, fastened the buckle and pulled the single chrome ring around to the front and let it dangle there.
She stood in front of the mirror and admired herself. She looked like the slut she hoped they were going to make her behave like.
She knew the hotel although had never been in there and got in the car and drove the short distance. As she pulled into the car park she looked at her watch and saw it was 11.52. She got out of the car, locked it and walked into the hotel and as she walked across the lobby in her red high heels she felt as if everyone's eyes were on her. In fact there certainly were two pairs of eyes on her as she headed for the lift.
The room was 327 and she assumed it was on the 3rd floor and pressed that button. As the doors opened on the third floor she saw the signs to room 327 and headed that way. She found the door and realised she was shaking. She opened her handbag and took out the room key, She went to put it in the key slot and suddenly hesitated and a second thought. The key card slipped in and the green light popped on indicating the door was unlocked.
She pushed the door open and walked in. There was nobody in there which is what she had read about. She saw the clothing on the bed and sex toys. Huge red high heels shoes with at least 7 inch heels. Black latex bra which was really just a series of straps and open crotch panties and long black lycra gloves. A black pvc waspie suspender belt similar to the one she was wearing with 6 suspenders hanging down for each stocking and several pairs of seemed and fishnet stockings. There was also lipsticks, lipgloss and eye shadow.
The toys fascinated her too, there were vibrating nipple clamps and a huge double headed dildo with an ejaculating tube fitted to it. There were bottles of baby oil and a large plastic syringe. Something caught her eye and she turned and saw the television was on. Well not really the television, it was her photographs that were running as a slideshow and then followed by photos of Steven's wife Mary showing her wonderful lipstick coated nipples. Also standing in the corner was a camera on a tripod.
Suddenly she heard the door open and in walked Steven but not with Roger but with a woman that Amy immediately recognised as being Mary, Steven's wife. Mary was wearing a very short black skirt which clearly showed her stocking tops and ultra-high black heeled shoes. Her make-up, in Amy's eyes, was distinctively tarty.
Steven went over to Amy and hugged her and said, 'Amy, this is my wife Mary. Sorry, but Roger couldn't make it today.'
Mary hugged Amy and they could feel their breasts rubbing against each other. Mary kissed Amy direct on the lips and then said, 'Hi Amy, great to meet you.'
Amy's first reaction was disappointment as she remembered how good it was with Roger and Steven but that soon disappeared when Mary said, 'Right slut get over here and let me look at you.'
Amy walked over to Mary who was a few inches taller than her. Amy felt Mary's hand go under and up her skirt and Mary said, 'Right let's see how wet you are?'
