It has been a few days after satisfying Amber at the rub and tug and her sister Amanda at Ganges, both on the same day. Well I hope they were satisfied, I certainly was. Especially filling up both of their unprotected pussies with my sperm,
Amanda is a true MILF. Hot looking blond with nice plump but firm breasts and round bum. She stood about 5'8" in bare feet. Amber is Amanda's younger sister. Not married or with kids, but if she were or did, she certainly would be a MILF. Amber stood a little taller at 5'9" with long dark almost black hair and sizable, firm young breasts. Amanda was a bit rounder but nowhere near fat while Amber was slender with a shapely butt.
It was later in the afternoon when I arrived at Ganges. Even though Sean the owner was off in the corner having a nap, the bar was busier than normal. Amanda was behind the bar while Amber was sitting on the stool in my usual spot. Most of the stools at the bar were taken.
"Hi Gerome!" Both Amber and Amanda said almost simultaneously.
My eyes popped open with excitement. "Hi Amanda and Amber." I stood beside Amber.
As Amanda got my beer, I asked Amber in a quiet whisper as I gave her a hug. "Not working at the other place today?"
"No, just a few days off." She answered then leaned in a little closer to my ear and giggled. "After the other day, you fucked me so hard, my pussy needed a rest."
Amanda placed my beer on a warped coaster in front of me. I took a stack of coasters and found one not so used to replace it. "Thank you, Amanda."
Amanda was dressed in some tight stretch pants and a tight, black satin shirt that enhanced her endowment. She gave me a welcome hug and made sure her chest made full contact with me.
Amber looked very hot. She wore an elegant looking, skirt and blouse. As she sat, the hem of her skirt was only about four inches above her knees. She noticed me staring down at her crossed legs. "Like my new shoes?"
Her shoes were shiny red, high heel stiletto pumps with a red bow above each heel.
"Very nice." I smiled. Then I noticed her shiny legs. She was wearing stocking. "Actually you look extremely dressed up especially for this place."
"Hopefully meeting a friend at Chelsea's lounge afterwards." Amber informed me.
Chelsea's was a hotel pretty close to downtown. It was nice and a bit ritzy but not snobby. Certainly not a jeans and tees place.
Disappointed that I wouldn't be able to spend the evening with her, but maybe only a few drinks. I rested a foot on the rail of her chair. Amber turned slightly. She brushed the toe of her shoe against my leg. Meanwhile, Amanda walked behind me to serve someone their drink. As she passed, her hand touched my arm and ran firmly across the small of my back.
Amber continued to rub her foot on my leg, then every once in a while there was a definite dig of her heel into the spot just above my left knee. The firmness of my manhood became evident as it grew along my inner thigh and pointed down towards Amber's foot.
I felt the sole of her shoe start to climb higher. To do this, she needed to cross her leg more over the top of her thigh and open her leg wider. I placed a hand on her stocking leg and moved it upwards until it reached her bare, inner thigh. I stretched my pinky finger towards her crotch only to discover she wasn't wearing any panties. A swipe of my finger along her slit told me how wet she was becoming. I pressed her button.
"Oooh!" Amber let out a low moan and bit her lower lip. "God that feels nice."
The bottom of her shoe was now pressing hard against the shaft of my rock hard boner. Amber used it to masturbate me through my pants. I grabbed her foot and pulled it into me harder and used my thumb to massage her high arch. The tip of her thin heel stabbed against my swollen knob. I could have cum right then.
Suddenly Amber pulled her foot back and slapped my hand away. I was jolted back to reality.
"Ooops! Got to go!" Amber said as she hopped off the stool and kissed me on the cheek. "See you later."
Off she went.
I stood there; stunned, horny and hard. My mouth was agape as I wondered "What the fuck just happened?"
Amanda came by. "Where did Amber go?"
"Huh?" I gave a stunned response.
"My sister, Amber. Where did she go?" Amanda reiterated.
"Uuh, she left." I answered stupidly but was able to add on. "I think she said she was meeting a friend or something."
"There, there!" Amanda gave me a sympathetic hug but also placed her hand against my crotch and stroked my hard on. "Hmmm... Try not to miss her too much."
I took a seat but it took more than a couple of minutes before I was calm enough for my erection to subside. The fact that Amanda would walk by and squeeze me between my legs didn't help me or it relax.
About a half hour later, I felt my phone vibrate. The message light told me there was a new BBM that came in. I opened the app to read the message. It was from Amber.
It read "Where are you? I'm waiting."
I shook my head. "I thought she was meeting a friend at..." Then it dawned on me. "Oooh! I get it now. What an idiot!"
I couldn't go to Chelsea's dress as I was. I paid my tab.
"What? Leaving so early? That's not like you." Amanda asked.
"Yeah, errr... I just got a message and need to take off." I gave her a half truth.
I rushed home to change. A fast shower. Clean J.P. Tilford shirt. Pressed Varvatos slacks. Z Zegna sports jacket. Boss socks. Polished Ferragamo shoes.
I drove a quick as the traffic allowed to Chelsea's. Usually I would park my Lexus myself but this time I paid for valet parking.
"Good evening, sir." Bowed the door man as I walked through the door he held open.
"Good evening." I replied.
The lobby was warm and welcoming. Even with being familiar with the hotel, I looked around to find the lounge before walking to it. As I entered the bar, I spotted Amber near the far side, sitting and waiting. A glass of white wine in hand, I watched some other suit approached her. She smiled at him warmly but politely indicated she was waiting for someone. He turned and walked away very disappointed.
"Hiya!" I smiled. "Sorry for being stupid and not understanding what you meant at Ganges. Guess I hadn't drank enough yet."
"Hey. Well at least you're here now." Amber's eyes sparkled at seeing me. "That was the fifth guy that has come on to me."
I took a seat aside Amber as the pretty blond waitress (Alexi according to her name tag) took my drink order. Amber looked incredible. She had unbuttoned her bloused enough to show her cleavage and a bit of her lacy bra but not enough to be slutty. Her skirt was pulled up and showed her thighs of her crossed legs a bit more than at Ganges. No wonder she was being hit on.
Alexi placed my double, neat Johnnie Walker Black on a monogrammed, dark paper napkin. I noticed there was a small star-hammer-sickle tattoo. With a Russian accent (I presume) she said. "Your drink, sir."
"Thank you, Alexi." I responded. She returned a big grin with perfect white teeth along with her starry deep blue eyes.
Amber and I cheered and took a sip of our beverages.
"It has been a little challenge waiting for you." Amber admitted. "Like I said, that guy was number five. And I'm already on my third glass of Chard."
"Sorry." I reiterated my apology. All I could muster was "I uh..."
The lounge chairs we sat in swiveled. We turned and ended up basically facing each other, our knees were almost close enough to touch. With my back towards most of the bar, Amber stared directly into my eyes as she caressed my calf with the top of her foot. Instantly blood flooded my nether regions. A tent started to become evident especially since I was commando.
After a number of rounds and some stimulating conversation, I realized we hadn't had dinner. I asked Alexi to get a table at La Mer et La Terre across the lobby. When I paid the tab, I gave her a pretty sizeable gratuity.
With much difficulty, Amber and I made our way to the restaurant, or at least I had difficulties. My jacket was barely long enough to hide my huge boner sticking outwards from my leg. Alexi noticed my distress and used a hand to supress a giggle as she followed us with our drinks in hand.
We successfully made it across the lobby and took our table. The ambient dim light and warm décor gave me a relaxed feeling, but Amber's shoed foot pressing between my thighs made things a little more tense. She managed to maintain the sub-table activities throughout dinner and dessert; sometimes with her shoe on and sometimes with her shoe off.
When the bill arrived, Amber told me to sign it to the 1869. "I booked it earlier for us."
Surprised but pleased, I signed off on the bill. I pushed my chair back and noticed the white marks on my dark pants from Amber's shoed footsies. I tried to brush it off but failed.
"Oh, dear. Did you get something on your nice pants?" Amber chuckled and then walked off not waiting for me. "Come!"
I followed her to the elevators as quickly as I could, still trying to brush off the marks and hiding my pant bulge.
Inside the fish-bowl scenic lift, Amber pushed me against the rail and grabbed me hard. There was no subsiding of my hard-on now. If anyone saw us, it was obvious that Amber was stroking me through my pants. But otherwise it was uneventful as we made it to the room. Once inside with the door shut, Amber pushed me hard onto the bed. She clawed at my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. She grabbed the circumference of my balls and shaft and then took me deep into her hot wet mouth.
After I managed to kick off my pants and unbutton my shirt, Amber instructed me to "move up more" which gave me the opportunity to peel off my jacket, shirt, shoes and socks. I tossed them to the side near my pants.
