After Paula left my office, I tried to regain my composure. The unexpected sexual liaison was enough to occupy my thoughts, but Paulaâs last comment kept pushing to the front of my brain. âYou know Geneen and I are close, but I donât think you know HOW close. Tonight you are going to find out!â My fantasies started to take shape.
All day long I kept getting caught up in situations that took a long time to handle. I had to skip lunch, and was facing a late night at the office. Geneen and Paula didnât come by my office for small talk as they usually did, and when I would see either of them in passing they would just smile and wink and hurry off, instead of engaging in our usual banter. The way they were acting let me know that they had something big planned for tonight, and didnât want to give it away. My fantasies went into overdrive.
Somehow I made it through the rest of the day and I probably accomplished something â but I was not really paying attention to work. About 6:45 pm I managed to get away from the office, and I headed over to Gators for the Happy Hour. We usually stopped in there for a drink after work, just to blow off some steam and relax a little before heading home. Paula and Geneen had left work without so much as saying goodbye, and I was hoping to find one or both of them there. I didnât see either of their cars in the parking lot, but that wasnât too strange â Gators is in a Holiday Inn and sometimes parking is not available right at the entrance.
The Help Desk gang was there in our usual spot, and I waved to Tina, the waitress, as I took a seat. As I greeted my co-workers, Tina brought me my usual beer, and I scanned the room for Geneen or Paula. They were nowhere to be seen, and I commented on this to David.
âI thought Paula and Geneen were coming over tonight,â I yelled over the âbackgroundâ music. Even though Gators was supposed to be a place to socialize, they keep the music loud enough that casual conversation was almost impossible.
âI saw Paula earlier today,â David loudly replied. âShe said something about having plans for tonight. I assumed you were in on it â you two are always hanging out together anyway.â
âWell I had a rough day and was barely able to come out of my office, let alone make plans for tonight.â I drank down most of my beer and waved to Tina again. âI guess that Paula and Geneen were swamped as well, cause I hardly talked to them at all.â
I was in the process of deciding to go home and get to sleep when Tina arrived with my beer. She placed it on the table in front of me as usual, and then she reached for my hand. She pressed something into my palm â a hard object wrapped in paper.
âThis was left for you, Mark.â Tina looked at me with a smirk on her face. âI hope everything comes out all right!â
With that she left, refusing the money I offered to pay for my beer.
âItâs been taken care of, sweetie,â she called over her shoulder as she walked back to the bar.
I looked at the paper in my hand. As I opened it I saw a bright green plastic tag affixed to a key. Gold lettering on the tag proclaimed âHoliday Inn Room 1258â. The note simply said, âWeâre waiting.â
I finished my beer in two swigs as all of the fantasies of the day came back to me. I made quick work of saying goodnight to my friends at the table, and strolled toward the main lobby of the hotel. Strolled? More like ran as fast as I could!
The elevator took forever to arrive at the ground floor, and twice as long to ascend to the twelfth. I walked down the hall in the direction indicated by the sign, toward room 1258. The carpeting did little to muffle the noise of my racing heart even though it muted all sound of my footsteps. I reached the room at the end of the hall and knocked lightly to see if there was any response. Hearing nothing from inside, I opened the door with my key and walked into a darkened room.
Unless you are in a suite, a hotel room offers little in the way of places to hide. The âclosetâ is usually little more than a depression in one wall, and the bathroom is hardly big enough to change your mind. The double beds are too low to the ground for anyone to crawl under, and there isnât much else in the room to conceal anything. So I was surprised to find that neither Paula nor Geneen was in the room. I had expected to find them there, hopefully in a state of sexual desire. But I was alone.
An envelope on the pillow caught my attention as I turned on a light. I read the note inside. âYou had a long, hard day. We want to have you long and hard tonight. Take a shower and relax; youâll need all of your energy soon! Love, Paula and Geneen.â The note smelled of jasmine, bringing back the memory of eating Paulaâs sweet pussy earlier that morning. I figured I would have a chance to feast on her again tonight, and I went into the bathroom to do as they asked.
As the warm water poured over my body, some of the tension of the day washed away. I began to lather my chest and abdomen, thinking of what the girls might have in store for me. This started my cock growing, and I quickly turned up the cold-water faucet so I would not waste any energy before I needed it. Rinsing off as fast as I could, I grabbed a towel and walked into the bedroom as I dried myself. Still no sign of the girls, but I noticed that the curtain to the balcony was moving slightly, and a warm breeze was blowing into the room. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I slid open the door and walked out into the night air.
Paula and Geneen were sitting on the patio chairs, sipping on champagne that had come from the wine bucket on the table. They looked up at me as I entered, and raised their glasses to me as if in a toast. What really caught me off guard was the fact that they were wearing matching teddies, and they each had their free hand in the otherâs crotch, languidly stroking and rubbing each otherâs pussy. The towel began to rise in front of me as I walked over to the table and took the extra glass of champagne that was there.
âWell itâs about time you got here!â Geneen exclaimed. âI was beginning to think that Paula and I were going to have to find someone else to play with tonight!â
Paula looked at me with her lust glazed eyes and said huskily, âBut after this morning, I knew that you were the only one I wanted tonight!â
Geneen made a strangled sound and Paula corrected herself, âWell, the only MALE I want tonight!â
Paula leaned into Geneen and kissed her gently on the lips to apologize. The kiss started out gently, but soon became very passionate. I saw their hands start rubbing each other faster as their tongues intertwined. Their nipples were hard and poking out through the sheer material of their teddies, and the sweet smell of pussy filled the air. The contrast between Paulaâs blonde body and Geneenâs blackness was mesmerizing. Needless to say, this was turning me on immensely.