My buddy, Brett, and I, were on a road trip from Connecticut to Colorado. Along the way, we stopped off at various upscale hotels and inns. One night we received a very warm welcome from an attractive brunette and blonde at the reception desk. They made a very desirable pair of women, in their mid-thirties, I'd say. The brunette, Emma, gave us an upgrade to a suite, since the inn was not busy. When we asked for a recommendation for dinner, the blonde, Betty, suggested a nearby steak house. She told us not to miss the chocolate cream cake for dessert.
The room was oversized with two big queen-size beds, lots of floor space, and several firm, large, modular cube shaped ottomans, about knee height. We settled in and went downstairs to go to dinner. As we passed the front desk, I thanked Emma for the upgrade and asked her if she would like us to bring her back a slice of the cake. She went into the back to check with Betty. She came out and said that they would love it if we brought back a piece of cake for each of them.
We did exactly that, and they were thrilled. As we headed for the elevator, Brett innocently asked if they were working the night shift. Betty said no, that they were finishing up in a couple of hours.
I thought quickly and brazenly asked, "Would you like to come to our room after you finish work?"
There was a drawn out moment of surprise and silence. They looked at one another with an air of interest and uncertainty.
Betty asked, "Yes, but can we trust you guys?"
"Look," I said. "I think you can tell by our short conversations with you, and by the fact that we thought to bring you back some cake, that we're good guys and you can trust us. You're simply two attractive and friendly women, so I thought I would ask. No offense or harassment intended." My sincere answer did the trick. It didn't take further convincing.
Around midnight, they knocked on our door and the enjoyment began. First, we introduced ourselves. We all knew why we were there: to enjoy the physical and mental pleasures of the sexual experience. They said that they wanted to shower before we started anything. Off to the shower they went. They came out naked. They made for a pretty pair. Although one was a brunette and the other a blonde, they had similar bodies: tall and stocky with slightly oversized swinging breasts. They were very feminine looking with a nice combination of flesh, fat, and muscle that made them look delectable. They stood naked, their arms around one another's waists. We went over to them and paired off. We both started on either side of them with some light kissing on the cheeks, necks, and lips. At the same time, we began fondling and caressing them. With firm but delicate hands, I started stroking the sides of Emma's chest, working my way down to her waist, hips, and buttocks; how I enjoy the tactile sensation of tracing the curvatures of a woman's body and the sensual pleasure of having a woman's skin in contact with mine.