"Wow! That top looks stunning!" I announced to Lynne as she put on her makeup in front of the mirror. It was a casual white top with a string at the front that, although it was loose, showed Lynne's cleavage nicely.
She replied with a sweet "Thank you baby" and continued getting ready without missing a beat. The rest of her attire was simple too - a pair of nicely patterned jeans that clung to the curves of her ass and legs and a pair of opened toed shoes that showed her feet and toes off beautifully. Lynne was a doll that I loved to dress and taking her to buy clothes was a fun event. I haven't heard many guys say that about their girls.
From the day we met, Lynne's body had always been a source of amazement for me. While I see her as incredibly beautiful and sexy, she sees herself as average and maybe that's why she comes across so well - there is no pretence. It is almost a strange situation that she would like people to see her as beautiful and sexy but doesn't realize that they already do.
I guzzled my beer as my baby sipped her glass of Pinot Noir and finished her makeup. We then left our hotel room and walked hand in hand towards the elevators, kissing a few times along the way. The elevator ride was uneventful apart from our affection that we briefly cut back on when an elderly couple hobbled in from the third floor. When the elevator reached the lobby we let the others get out first and then followed behind. They moved towards the concierge and we took a different direction towards the hotel bar. We had planned to grab a couple of drinks and then figure out where we wanted to go for dinner. This has often led to us skipping dinner and grabbing appetizers at the bar instead.
The bar was relatively busy, but we found two seats at the bar rather than one of the high tables in the bar area. The bartender was quick to come over and with a smile, introduced herself as Linda. As we ordered our drinks we both surveyed the area. There were a few groups of obviously business colleagues sitting and stuffily talking and a few couples along with a number of people obviously travelling alone and sitting in the bar to at least have some atmosphere around them. Actually, sitting right beside Lynn was one of them - a girl in probably her late twenties who after about 10 minutes of listening to us chat, introduced herself as Abi and joined in the conversation.
Abi had long red, curly hair that seemed to have a mind of its own and wore a white starched blouse tucked neatly into a grey pencil-line skirt. My eyes continued down to see that the outfit was finished off with a pair of black leather closed-toed shoes with a strap at the ankle. "Nicely decorated!" I thought to myself. In terms of her shape she seemed about equal with Lynne in breast size and waist and perhaps a few inches wider at the hip. She was also a few inches shorter than Lynne, putting her at about 5'3".
The conversation followed typical lines of establishing more about each other - where each of us were from, what we were doing here etc. - and all the while I noticed that Abi was eyeing both of us physically. I hadn't missed her looking at Lynne's breasts - eyeing her cleavage, the shape of her breasts and her prominent nipples. She took her time about it to, obviously liking what she saw and not appearing to be worried about being caught. I noticed Lynne had seen this too, as when Abi looked at her breasts again, she stuck her chest out a bit further, obviously enjoying the attention from this attractive woman.
As I mentioned, her attention wasn't just towards Lynne and when she realized I had caught her gazing at my crotch, she looked up and smiled sweetly as if to say "Yes, I like what I see!"
It appeared Lynne had noticed her gaze too and as she spoke to Abi she slowly slid her hand up my thigh and started to very gently rub my crotch with a fingertip. A sight that was not missed by Abi who sipped on her wine as she watched with a developing twinkle in her eye.
Just then Lynne leaned towards Abi and whispered, if whispering is what it could be called, "I bet you'd like to watch us fuck." to Abi, who almost choked on her wine.
"Is that an offer?" she asked as she regained her composure.
Lynne looked at me and I smiled back. "Sure!" she grinned. "But we obviously can't do it here in the bar." she laughed as she placed a hand on Abi's thigh. "Why don't you two finish off your drinks and grab a bottle of wine to bring up while I go and get comfortable." Lynne said, apparently already deciding how this was going to play out.
She got up and kissed me and then kissed Abi squarely on the lips before turning on her heels and heading towards the elevator. Abi smiled at me, slightly blushing and returned to sipping her wine. She almost seemed to be in a rush to get back to our room.
After less than a minute of perusing the wine list I had a bottle picked out and ordered and was in the process of paying. Another few minutes passed then as we finished up our drinks and then headed for the elevators ourselves, both of us wondering what Lynne had in store.
"Are you guys really OK with me watching?" Abi asked as she flicked her hair over her shoulder.
