I had made a trip to Nashville, Tennessee to see some old Investment friends. The meetings were over & I had retreated to the hotel after dinner with those friends. I didn't want to go to the lonely hotel room so I ventured down to the bar and found a small table toward the back and ordered my favorite scotch.
About ten minutes had passed and I was lucky I came when I did. The bar had filled up quickly. I saw a lone woman walk into the bar. She was pretty, about 5 ft 5 inches tall, trim body, blonde hair not quite to her shoulders, I'd guess in her mid 30's. She looked like she was looking for someone, but after 2 or 3 minutes, she had not found them, nor had she found a seat.
I stood and introduced myself, "Miss, my name is ROGO. You are welcome to share my table, I won't be here long and then you'll have it to yourself."
"Are you sure you don't mind?" she asked.
"No, I'd be delighted to share with a pretty young lady if you don't mind sitting with a senior statesman."
She smiles, nods & I pull out her chair & order her some wine. She tells me her name is Kassy. We make enough small talk for her to know I am in the investment business and I learn she recruits medical personnel for a hospital out west. She is very pleasant & does not seem to mind that I am old enough to be her Father.
The band plays a slow song so I ask her to dance. She seems surprised, but walks out on the floor with me I take her in my arms and hold her gently as we begin to spin around the floor. She glides well and I have not forgotten the steps. She is turning heads.
Lots of young bucks are trying to figure if she is my daughter, or date, or a hooker (many don't thing a 60 yr old still has anything to interest a young filly like Kassy unless the woman is a high class hooker, Kassy is definitely high class, but doesn't look like a call girl). I know she'll get a lot more chances to dance.
When we get back to the table, she thanks me for the dance and excuses herself to the restroom. She takes something out of her purse and a key chain slips out along with a card. I happen to see Quick 1 on the key chain. The card has kass31 written on it. I know those handles. From where?
About then, Kassy returns and two young guys come ask her to dance, she begs off.
"Kassy," I ask, "Why didn't you dance with those young guys?"
You tell me that you are enjoying my company & want me to stay a while. I am flattered, almost suspicious. But another slow song set begins so I ask you if you dare allow me to attack your toes again. You nod and come with me to the dance floor.
I hold you again, but you come closer. At 5 inches shorter than me, as we dance your forehead rests against my cheek. I decide now is a good time to ask my question.
"Kassy, I could not help but see Quick 1 on your key chain and Kass31 on a card on the table. It took me a minute to remember but on a web site called Fling, I messaged a lady with the handle of Quick 1 to complement her on a great picture of her butt and ask if she liked erotic stories. Later found out her email started with Kaas 31. Are you that girl, the one who wants a gang bang story?"
You lean back so you can look at me, but you keep your hips against me. You smile and say, "I wondered how long it would take you to recognize me. I left the key chain & card out on purpose to help you."
Then you really surprise me when you explain, "I thought I recognized you before you introduced yourself, and when you said ROGO, I was certain. I have never heard that name before. Besides, you have on the same turtleneck and jacket as your Fling picture."
I grin & say, "Well, I am glad you didn't have to recognize me from my butt shot. It is not nearly as good as yours." We both laugh.
I lean into you and ask if you REALLY want to experience a gang bang.
You tell me it is a fantasy but you are a little nervous that it might get out of hand if some guys didn't behave or started treating you badly.
I explain that if you really want to do this, I can help and I can control the men. My price would be that I get to be a part of the gang bang, that you come to my room first to be with me alone and that after the gang bang you spend the night with me.
Your smile gets wider. You shake your head..."Is that all you want first crack and last crack?"
I laugh & tell you I probably would have expressed it a different way, but yes, that was my price to set things up and control it so you are okay. I caution that you are going to be used severely by several men, but I won't let them hurt you or abuse you.
You throw your arms around my neck and hug me, then look into my eyes..."ROGO, you have a deal. How do we go about this?"
We discus my plan which is for you to dance with as many men as you want and signal me which ones you want to join us. I'll do the inviting; set the time and the ground rules.
You grin & want to start the selection process right away. It doesn't take long before the younger men start sniffing around. Several ask you to dance & I encourage you to do so. They take you to the dance floor and start to show you their moves. You have some moves of your own & I enjoy watching you dance.
That beautiful ass of yours starts shaking and when you move & bend a certain way, your short skirt rides up enough to show the bottom part of one ass cheek. I certainly notice, but so does every horny guy in the place. It seems you are aware of this because you continue to make the specific move that pulls your skirt up enough for the show.
You have already signaled me that a 30 something guy in plaid sport shirt should be an invitee. Several guys cut in and things seem to get tense on the dance floor, so I come out and take your hand & begin to lead you away.
I tell the guys who are competing that you are with me but you can dance with them ONLY if they are gentlemen. My stern comment & stare into their eyes convinces them.
You and I dance the next slow dance and your hips grind against my growing erection.
"So, you like to tease, do you?" I ask. "Maybe you should tell me how many guys you want to deal with tonight," I query.
You respond, "Five plus you."
That is all the direction I need. Four more to select.
As the night moves on, you pick a 20 something with longer blonde hair, a 30 something that looks like he just returned from IRAQ and a 40 something with red hair. All are decently built and sturdy looking.
We have one more invitee to choose.
Soon a dark haired man with dark skin asks you to dance. He is a good dancer & you soon signal you have made your final selection. Soon after, I come to the dance floor and do a final slow dance with you.
I suggest you go to my room and give you a key. I tell you I will be up in 30 minutes and suggest you get comfortable. I watch your hips sway as you leave; a couple of guys try to get you to stay (so they can get in your pants). You smile and let them down gently showing a lot of class. You get on the elevator and head up. I notice you don't stop on my floor, but several floors below. I assume you wanted something from your room.
For the next 15 minutes I go see the 5 guys you have picked. I tell each one the same thing. This incredibly hot blond with the hazel eyes wants to be in a gang bang. They can join us IF they are willing to abide by our rules...nothing rough or degrading, helmets for every soldier every time, come to room 1722 at 10:30 PM (an hour & 15 minutes from now) and everyone leave when we say it is done.
The 40something redhead smirks at the "rules" idea. I lean toward him and go eye to eye, "Listen asshole, you are extremely lucky to be a part of this, don't mess up your chances." He puts his hand against my chest to push me away. I quickly grab his wrist and his little finger and apply pressure that can break the wrist and finger. He grimaces and his knees almost buckle.
That hand to hand combat training I took before going to Vietnam still pays dividends. "You can play by our rules or not at all. And this is a small demonstrate on so you know I can easily enforce the rules. Understood?" The redhead nods & apologizes. Good move, he was about to be replaced or at least uninvited.
I have one more task. I go by the hotel store and don't see what I want. I ask if there is a drug store nearby & find a CVS store is 2 doors down.
I head that way and find the condom shelf. I buy 30 just in case. The checkout girl eyes me and the condoms.
"Hot date tonight, sir?" she quips.
"You have no idea how hot, miss." I respond. She grins, nods & rings up the purchase.
"If it is a party, hope I get invited." she murmurs.
"Sorry, dear. It is a very private affair & the guess list is closed. "Maybe next time" I tell her. She pouts and pokes her lower lip out. She quickly jots her name and a number on a card and slides it to me.
"For the next time." she grins. I take the card; put it in my pocket, smile & nod.
"Thank you. Miss"
When I get to my room, I have to knock since you have the key. In a moment the door swings wide open, since I don't see you, I assume you are behind the door. Bingo, you come out from behind the door with the black nightgown on that you had in the pictures you sent me. I like black lace lined in YOU.
Your big beautiful breasts are almost covered. I see a pink nipple peeking out of the top on the left side. It is almost like you posed it that way. You have an appreciative audience in me.
I take you in my arms and pull you close. My hand takes your chin and pulls your face up toward me.
"We have about an hour before 5 other guys get here. I want to get you warmed up and I want some of you by myself."