I was sitting in a hotel piano bar in San Antonio Texas that night. I was stuck away from home for the next couple of days and was whiling away the time before heading to my room for some sleep. I don’t drink, so the coke sat on the bar in front of me. This was a slow time of year in this tourist town and as a consequence there was only one other couple in the bar.
I’m a man in my early 50’s. I don’t know that I’m good looking, that’s for others to determine. I do know that I take care of myself and present the best possible front to the public. Anyone who knows fashion would be able to tell that the western slacks, boots and shirt I wore weren’t purchased at the bargain barn. I suppose the Stetson speaks for itself. I don’t often spend time in bars since I don’t drink. But tonight was different. And I was about to find out just how different it would be.
Sitting there watching the Spurs on the big screen, I was quite content sipping my coke, relaxing after the long flight. It wasn’t long before I felt rather than saw the man slip onto the stool beside me. He ordered a couple of drinks for he and his wife before attempting to break the ice.
“You here on vacation or business?” He asked amiably.
I normally would blow something like this off, but tonight I decided to see what he had on his mind.
“Actually, a little of both. I’m relocating down here, both business and home.” I replied turning to take a better look at him. He appeared to be in his late 20’s early 30’s, pleasant looking (from a male point of view), nicely dressed, but somewhat of a nerd I thought.
His drinks came and he made a couple of other comments, picked up the drinks and made his way back to the table. As he walked away from me, I took the opportunity to take a look at his wife.
Nice! I thought. She was probably a few years younger than he, a Latina with long black hair, very petite but also very well put together and very pretty. She wasn’t dressed as conservatively as he was. Her outfit showed off her pretty petite breasts just a bit too much for my tastes, but her skirt accented a pair of the shapeliest legs I’d seen in a long time. When she saw me looking at her she actually looked down at the table and if I could make it out in the dim lights, she blushed.
Some time passed before I felt him slide onto the stool beside me again. I turned and nodded just as the Spurs scored the go-ahead basket. He had an almost pained expression on his face. He stuttered a couple of times before he began his speech. Needless to say my curiosity was peaked.
“I have something to asked you. Please let me get this out.” He said with a weak smile.
“I’ve never done anything like this and I’m a little nervous. When I’m done you can either say yes or I’ll just go away and no harm done.”
He proceeded to tell me that one of his and his wife’s fantasies was for her to make love to another man while he watched and for her to participate in a threesome. They both wanted to know if I would be interested in joining them for a night of sex and fun. He added, no questions asked, no hidden motives and no repercussions if it didn’t work out.
Since I’d already checked out his wife, I became quite intrigues quite quickly. When he was done, I said nothing, just picked up my coke, slid off the stool and walked over to his table. Pulling out the chair that was next to her, I sat down.
It took him a couple of seconds before he got it. Then he walked back over to the table and sat down beside us. He began the introductions. I held up my hand to stop him. He needed to understand early on that even though this was their idea, I was now in charge. You see, I’m a Dom. That fact and the fact that I possess a couple of other “gifts” not normal to the average human was going to make their evening much more than either could now imagine. He stopped his introduction mid sentence.
Looking at the girl directly in the eyes, I asked her name.
“Maria.” She replied softly.
“Pretty name for a pretty young lady, Maria. You may call me Thomas.” As I spoke I reached for her hand and gently raised it to my lips and kissed it. I could feel the heat emanating from her as I did. The young man, whose name is Kevin sat mesmerized as I proceeded to talk to his wife.
“So, Kevin tells me you have a desire to get fucked by another man while hubby watches. Is this true?” I asked. Her head dropped and her face definitely blushed this time. Kevin opened his mouth to protest my bluntness and I shot him a glance and told him to sit quietly while I interviewed his wife. Along with the verbal suggestion, I sent a mind probe into his mind for him to do exactly that. You see, along with being a Dom, I also possess the ability to control other people’s minds. He sat back looking relaxed, but listening intently.
“Now Maria, I’m going to ask you some questions and you will answer each one truthfully. You may be as embarrassed as you wish, you may blush all you wish, but you will answer truthfully and you will look me in the eyes. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” She said quietly. Her face turned crimson, but she never looked away from me. I purposefully didn’t give her a mind bump. I wanted her to do this all on her own accord. It would have a deeper impact that way.
“Do you want to get fucked by another man while Kevin watches or is this something you’re doing to please him?”
“I want to do it.” She said, those big brown eyes looking deep into mine. “I know it’s perverted and I will probably feel ashamed, but I want to do it.”
“What is it you want to do, Maria?”
“I want to get fucked by another man while Kevin watches. Then both of you can have me at the same time.” She rushed the last words out as if hurrying before she lost her nerve.
“Do you find me attractive, Maria.”
