Earl and Tim sat nervously on the edge of the bed in the luxury hotel suite where they had been invited. Just a few hours earlier, they didn't even know each other, let alone the busty, mysterious redhead, who would only give them her first initial - "J" - and had invited them from the bar to her room. They were both stripped down to just their boxers, as instructed by the beautiful woman, and they anxiously awaited her to step out of the bathroom.
Both Earl's and Tim's eyes widened when the bathroom door opened - "J" stepping out in a purple push-up teddy that accentuated her double D breasts, her long red hair cascading down her back, the sheer garment highlighting her hard nipples growing underneath. J smiled at the two men, and Earl thought about the events that led him - and his new friend Tim - to this room... and what the night would bring.
A few hours earlier, Earl was at the bar, drinking alone. It wasn't that he didn't have somebody to go out with, but this evening, he just wasn't able to connect with his regular friends and still wanted to have a drink. It was Friday night, after all, and he'd had a long week at work and just wanted to blow off a little steam. What better way than at his favorite watering hole? Plus, maybe his friends would happen by, or maybe he'd meet someone new. He found one of the few open bar stools and settled in.
Just a few seats down, at the corner of the bar, sat a beautiful redhead. Her long locks flowed down her back as she tipped her head back to take a deep drink from her glass, exposing the alabaster skin on her neck and down her ample bosom. Her large breasts strained at the thin fabric of her blouse, and Earl could just make out the outline of her tits starting to spill out from what pushed up at them from below. He thought about how hot it would be to kiss her down her cleavage, nibbling at each side of her boobs as he went. He tried not to stare and make it too obvious, but this woman really stood out.
Earl's gaze lingered just a little too long, as the redhead finished her drink, dropping her head and seeing Earl watching her. She smiled at him, and he tried to look away and pretend he hadn't been staring... but he knew he was caught. Still, he casually looked elsewhere - down to the other end of the bar where he saw a couple laugh and flirt with each other, and then down at his own drink. Earl sensed that someone had moved next to him and turned his head to see the redhead beauty at his side.
"Is this seat taken?" she asked Earl, smiling maybe a bit devilishly.
Earl shook his head no and gestured for her to sit. She offered to buy him a drink, and he graciously accepted. He thought, "Why would I deny a seat to such a hot woman who wants to buy me drinks?" laughing a bit at himself.
They drank and chatted just a bit. She told Earl her name was "J" - just the initial, not the full word. He thought it a bit curious but didn't question her further, figuring she wanted to stay mysterious for some good reason.
"Ooooo... let's do a shot!" she suddenly piped up, gesturing to the bartender to pour them two tequilas. Lifting the glass, J said, "Here's to a great night ahead!"
Earl tipped his head back to pour the drink down his throat, as J did the same. While she slightly closed her eyes doing this, Earl kept his open, sneaking a peek down her ample cleavage. Her blouse was unbuttoned just enough that when she titled her head back, Earl could just make out some kind of purple garment that held - almost caressed - her massive breasts. He longed to run his finger between those beautiful tits and feel her warm, soft skin. But it was only for a second, as J finished her shot, squinted her eyes and reached for the lime on the bar.
"Ooooo! Gets me every time!" J laughed, shaking her head and shoulders a bit as the tequila made its burn down to her stomach. Earl noticed that this must have excited her a little, as he saw her nipples harden and slightly poke through the thin layers of clothing. He tried not to stare - or at least not get caught staring - but she saw him looking at her chest again. "Mmmm... I love shots! And I think you do, too!"
J laughed as she swayed into Earl a bit, the first contact he had with her fantastic body. He went to steady her, as she allowed his hand to rest at the small of his back. J leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "I like you... a lot!"
"I like you, too." Earl smiled back at her, feeling his cock twitch and begin to harden inside his jeans.
"Excuse me for just a moment," J said as she moved away, letting her hand trail down his shoulder and rest on his forearm. "I promise I'll be right back," and leaned back into him gave Earl a peck on the cheek.
He watched her walk away, slightly tipsy on the high heels she wore that only served to accentuate her ass, the final curve in a perfect hourglass figure. Earl thought about how much fun it would be to bend her over, penetrate deep inside, while reaching forward to hold her swaying breasts as he fucked her thoroughly. He thought about how she would call his name as he brought waves of ecstasy crashing through her and how she would later ride him his cock until he spilled his seed deep inside. He watched her all the way to the bathroom, and when she turned to go inside the door, he finally broke his gaze from that direction.
But his attention was drawn back to the door, and a couple of minutes later, he saw her step out. This time, though, she didn't make a straight line to Earl. Instead, she made her way to another guy at the other end of the bar.
"Shit! That's it?" Earl thought, as he watched her duplicate the same cycle she had earlier with him - buying the new man a drink, laughing with him, and having another shot. But this time, when she slid off the bar stool and seemingly headed off to the bathroom, her hand did not trail off the other man's arm, but instead grabbed him by the hand as they headed out together.
Earl's heart sank a little as he saw them disappear behind the bathroom door. He settled back in with his drink and thought, "Oh well."
But a couple of minutes later, Earl saw J walking the man toward him, smiling at Earl as she approached.
"Earl, this is Tim. Tim, Earl," she said as she introduced the two men. They didn't shake hands but gave each other knowing nods, although it seemed like Tim knew something else. J leaned back into Earl, another button undone on her blouse, her magnificent breasts in even more plain view, and whispered, "I'll bet if you sniffed his hand, you'd smell my sex all over his fingers."
Earl was more than a little stunned as J drew Tim's fingers to her own nose and drank in what Earl imagined was a heavenly smell. She leaned back towards Earl.