We made our way towards the villa and walked past a few hotels. One of them had an outdoor bar. We decided to have a night cap before we continued on our way.
We sat down at the bar and I order our regular drinks. It was your typical hotel bar on a beach. IT had a grass roof on it. The bar wrapped all the way around. There were stools up against the bar and a couple of tables off to the side. We sat at the bar sipping our drinks while we talked about the three guys on the beach.
Out of the corner of her eye, Sally noticed a man sitting three stools down from us. He was tatted up. Beard and a crew cut. He wore board shorts and a Hawaiian style shirt over his muscled arms.
Sally, in her ever flirtatious mood, raised her drink and smiled at him. He smiled back, picked up his drink walked over to her and sat on the stool beside her.
"Rocco." He reached out his hand.
Sally took it and shook it. "Sally." She tilted her head towards me. "This is my husband Grant."
He smiled and nodded at me too.
We made small talk. Talked about where we were from. The drinks kept coming and that normally is when Sally opens up.
"So what do you do for a living Rocco?" Sally asked.
"I'm a lingerie salesman." He replied.
Sally turned to me. "Did you hear that babe. He sells lingerie." She winked at me.
"Do you have any samples you might want to share Rocco?" She asked.
"Of course I do. Always willing to make a sale. Would you like to come up to my room and check some of them out?" He asked.
"Of course we would!" Sally said. I leaned in. "It's getting late babe. Maybe another time." I whispered in her ear.
"It's not that late Grant. Come on, where is your sense of adventure." She asked
With that, we downed our drinks and headed for the hotel elevators.
We stepped into the elevator. Rocco was at least 2 inches taller than me. He was thick, from his legs to his chest.
We were the only ones in the elevator at first. But, as it climbed the floors, more people got on. We were pushed to the back of the elevator. Rocco and I had our backs to the wall.
Sally was standing in front of Rocco. Each time some one got in, she stepped further back until there was little space between her ass and his hips.
I leaned forward enough to see his crotch was centered right about where her thong went up between her cheeks.
We weren't planning on coming into the hotel. Sally still had on her bikini and over it was a wrap dress. I'm sure she felt his cock pressed against her. Although she wasn't giving any sign to me that she could.
Finally we arrived at his floor. We had to turn sideways and step between people to get off the elevator. Sally turned and let her hand graze my crotch. A quick glimpse at her face told me she knew I was watching when she was pressed back against Rocco's crotch.
Rocco was the last one out of the elevator.
"This way you two." He said as he walked down the hallway.
We were pretty high up. The window at the end of the hallways, showed buildings all around the hotel. The swipe of his room key brought my attention back to his door.
We stepped into the room.
Rocco tossed his keys on the desk.
The room was a suite. Complete with a bedroom and a living room. He had a mini kitchen and a fridge.
The walls were a brownish grey. The pictures on the wall were shots from around the city.
There were twin beds in the bedroom. He asked for that. He liked to lay out his luggage on one of them and sleep on the other one.
He went to his mini bar. "Can I get you two anything?" He said.
"Nothing for me." I replied.
"I'll have whatever you are having." Sally said.
He mixed them both a drink. He handed Sally hers and went into the bedroom and over to the bed that had his suitcases on it.
Sally went with him She stood next to him as he opened up the lingerie luggage. She looked down into his regular luggage and noticed a magazine partial tucked under a pair of pants. She could make out the name of the magazine. "Meat."
"I've never heard of that magazine." She said to Rocco.
"Oh that's just a relaxing read for me at the end of the day." He said to Sally.
Sally sat down on the other bed and watched him sort through the lingerie while she sipped her drink. I joined them in the bedroom and sat down beside her. Rocco turned around with a pair of black fishnet stockings.
"You will never see a finer pair of stockings as these Sally." He handed them to her.
"Oh these are nice." She said as she placed them on the bed beside her.
"Do you have anything in a larger fishnet." She asked.
My cock twitched. I knew where she was going with these. She had this fixation with men in lingerie. She had developed it after visiting a few kink clubs back home.
