I will begin my senior year at State College in one week. My three to eleven p.m. job at one of the local motels in my home town for the past three months is earning money towards the tuition for my final undergraduate year. I was twenty in late June, finally leaving those teenage years and becoming a twenty something at last. My job is working the front desk, so I have to check guests in and out; act as gofer to the guests for such things as extra towels, blankets, ice buckets, etc.; program wake up calls on demand; and answer angry parent calls with words to the effect that, no, I am sorry, but I can not tell you if so and so has a room here or not. But I enjoy the job and observing the people. The name on my motel pocket badge is Jane; "ready to serve your needs" is the motto underneath the name. I hate that motto, by the way, because I get teased incessantly about it, especially by horny (or not) males.
It has been a busy and eventful summer job, but last night topped everything! For a weekend in the busy season in late summer, the night had been unusually slow, the next thing to downright dead, as far as business went. Then, about eight thirty, this gorgeous young couple came in, looking for a room. They both wore T-shirts with words and symbols of State College emblazoned upon them and shorts. Her shorts were really short and tight. But then, so was her T-- tight, that is, and navel revealing.
Well, their State College connection immediately led to a discussion as I told them I would be a senior there next week. They said they would also start their senior year at the same time! They were from clear down at the other end of the sate and were headed to school early because they both had jobs at school that started before classes did. I said that I knew it was awfully late, but I was still looking for a place to stay. Their answer was, well, good luck finding a place, you'll really need it!
I mentioned that this was a gorgeous couple. They are both blondes with hazel brown eyes. His hair, (Mike) is moderately long and naturally curly. Hers, (Cindy) is long, down to her shoulders, and just gleaming. They both have athletically fit and toned bodies. Mike could easily pass for a Greek god of mythology and Cindy could easily pass herself off as a Penthouse model. She is a very tall and statuesque with an "abundant" chest that is all natural. Cindy is long waisted with long, slender legs and a very shapely butt.
Not that I am any slouch in the looks department, if I do say so myself. I am five feet, six inches tall and weigh 115 pounds. I am a modest 33B in the boob department. Also, I am very long waisted with long legs and a tight ass. I am a flaming, natural redhead, top and bottom. My pussy, however, is shaved except for a hair line landing strip about three inches long. I posses moderately long arms with very long, piano player type fingers. And I do like to "play" with them, if given the right instrument!
Mike and Cindy had requested a Jacuzzi room for the night and I gave them the one three quarters of the way down the first floor hall and at a generous discount, both because I had a lot of rooms to rent and because they were fellow students at State. With registration completed, they walked off to their room, arms around each other and carrying a small, overnight case. As I watched them on the closed circuit TV surveillance monitor, Mike's hand dropped to Cindy's butt and began rubbing her butt crack, digging at her pussy. Cindy leaned over and nibbled at Mike's ear.
Not much more than fifteen minutes later, Cindy came back to the desk. She said, " It looks like an awfully slow night for you and I need to find something to do. Mike just has to watch Sunday night football, and I usually indulge him, so I thought maybe you could use some company."
"God yes," I replied.
There followed a good hour and a half or more of conversation about State College, which was only interrupted once to register another guest. We were almost at once at ease and comfortable with each other and I sensed the beginnings of a close friendship developing. At this point, the talk turned to men and sex. We talked about what men like and what women like, getting ever more explicit. Eventually, Cindy confided that she had been living with Mike the past two years at school. She was deeply in love with him and she thought he was with her. She said he was well hung and very, very, good in bed. Then she really stunned me!
Cindy said, "We really are into threesomes. Sometimes Mike has a buddy join us and sometimes I have a girlfriend join us. Mike told me when we got to the room that he liked what he saw in you, and so do I, very much so. Would you be interested in joining us tonight?" My face turned bright crimson!
I said, "Cindy, I am not a virgin, but nearly so. I have been to bed with a guy only once. That was the football captain my senior year in high school. That was such a disaster, I have avoided any similar relationship since that time. My major course of study at State is so demanding, I don't have time for any relationships anyway."
"Well," said Cindy, "I can sympathize with that, but I really do wish you would join us. Mike is so gentle and understanding, I think you would have an outstanding experience, if not in fact a sexual revelation! And I would love to show you how to make love with a woman."
I replied, "I have just under an hour left on my shift. I'll think about it. If I decide to join you, I will call your room and let you know."
Cindy replied, "I know Mike wants to see you, but I want you to stay even more than he does. I think you are very beautiful." With that, Cindy walked off back to their room.
That final hour of the shift just flew by as I tried to make up my mind what to do. I told Cindy the truth, I had not had a relationship with a man for over three years. I barely dated. That did not mean I lacked for sexual desire. To the contrary, I exploded into puberty very early and I discovered almost immediately that I had a full blown sex drive. But, I was too shy and scared to do more than kiss before the football captain and after him, I just did not trust men any more. My fingers and my ten inch dildo were my "men," that satisfied my raging sex drive. That high school football captain was so inept that he never even got my cherry. I had to do that myself with Mr. Long John, my dildo! I really was getting starved for the real thing. And, I really did like Cindy. Maybe Mike would be ok also.
It was ten past eleven by the time I made the shift turn over to my relief when I picked up the phone, my decision made, to call Cindy to tell her I would bring down those extra towels she had requested. (This for the benefit of my relief clerk). I clocked out and went down the hall. The laundry room was on the way to Cindy's room, so I picked up three extra bath towels and then walked down to Mike and Cindy's room and knocked. "Desk clerk with your towels," I said.
Mike, barefoot and dressed in a robe, and with a wide smile, opened the door. He reached for my hand, bent towards it, and kissed it. Mike than gently led me into the room. Cindy was sitting in a chair at the small table, also barefoot and dressed in a robe. I was pretty sure neither of them had anything on under those robes. I was modestly dressed (for the job) in dark slacks, a light colored blouse, and dark shoes.
But already, erotic thoughts and anticipation had my nipples poking and rubbing hard through a thin, shear bra, into that blouse, causing immediate erection. This was very visible to anyone glancing at my chest, and both of them were definitely looking! I could also feel a wet spot developing in my thong. It has been a very long time since these kinds of erotic feelings and reactions have been aroused in me outside of my bedroom masturbatory sessions. It all felt damned good!
Cindy rose and walked over to me and gave me a tight hug which she continued to hold as she said, "Oh Jane, I am so very glad you decided to stay!" She promptly began to nuzzle my neck and nibble my ear. She also reached one hand between us and began to massage my boobs. My nipples got even more stiff and hard at her touch. After about five minutes of this and my full surrender to her actions, Cindy's hand dropped all the way down to my crotch. She went all the way between my legs and rubbed my pussy vigorously. The wet spot that had begun earlier now enlarged significantly.
Looking over Cindy's shoulder, I could see that Mike had seated himself in one of the chairs. His robe had slipped open and he was ever so slowly stroking what must have been at least a ten inch, uncut and very fat cock at full erection while he observed the girl/girl action in front of him. I had been right, he did not have anything on under that robe. That big fuck stick was already leaking pre cum!