Jessica ended up getting trapped in the bedroom for the next two hours. First Chantelle brought a friend in to try out the magic strap-on; then that girl went and got another friend; then the French girls got involved. Jessica let them do most of the work, but by the time she finally put on a robe and went to the kitchen for ice water, she was pretty spent.
As she stood there sipping the cold beverage, she had to smile at herself. Listen to me complain, she thought. No one wants to hear how hard it is fucking all these lingerie models. It's good work if you can get it.
There was a loud knock at the front door and since she was close by, Jessica went to answer it. Swinging the door open, she found herself looking at the cute Asian girl from the front desk; standing this close, Jessica could read her nametag, which said "Josie."
Josie started to open her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Jessica could see that Josie's eyes were focused on something inside the suite, and turning to look over her shoulder, she saw two girls 69ing on the couch while a third stood next to them, sipping champagne and masturbating. Jessica let Josie watch for a few seconds, then said, "What can I do for you?"
Josie shook her head and refocused on her reason for being there. "I'm sorry to bother you, but we've had some complaints," she said. "About the noise."
The music was still pretty loud, Jessica realized, and it was getting into the wee hours. "Of course. I'll take care of it."
"Thank you," said Josie, and turned to go. But while her body swiveled, her eyes remained fixed on the scene in the parlor. Jessica could tell that it was exerting a gravitational pull on her, and thought about inviting her in, but somehow the moment just didn't seem right. Josie at last tore her gaze away and headed for the elevator.
Jessica went to turn the music down; no one was dancing anymore, anyway. A few people had left, and those who remained seemed to be otherwise occupied. There was a cluster of naked bodies in the corner of the living room, soft moans and sighs now audible over the quiet background music.
As she walked into the parlor, Jessica saw that the head at the bottom of the 69 she'd seen belonged to Jane. The ass facing her did not look familiar, but she gave it a nice slap anyway. Its owner turned to look at Jessica -- she was a striking brunette with glittering blue eyes -- smiled, then dove back between Jane's legs. Jessica slid two fingers into the brunette's pussy, locking eyes briefly with Jane, who grinned sheepishly. The she brought the fingers to her mouth and licked off the juice. Delicious. And yet she was strangely uninterested in sex at the moment. For the time being, she'd had enough.
In the next room she found a poker game underway between Mimi, Tara, Erica, and another woman who they introduced as Debra. Taking a seat, Jessica asked them to deal her in. Tara started dealing the cards, but Mimi was looking at her strangely, and she realized, Oh, right, money. She found her wallet and extracted a few bills, added them to the pile of cash that Mimi indicated. Mimi counted her out a stack of chips and pushed them across the table.
Within a couple of hands it was obvious that Mimi and Jessica were the only serious players there. Mimi had been taking it easy up to that point, playing just for fun; but now she was focused and intent. Jessica felt a little silly playing poker in a bathrobe, but that didn't stop her from being a formidable opponent. The other women stayed in the game to be social, but mostly folded at the beginning of every hand.
Mimi went on a nice run where she won five hands in a row, ending up with most of the chips on the table in front of her. But then the luck changed and Jessica started winning, until she had twice as many chips as Mimi. The next hand was a big one, and Mimi caught an ace on her last card to win it; after that they were pretty much dead even.