Day Five, Paris-Brittany Style
Today was Friday and I was planning a hot last night. My cunt ached from eight poundings in four nights. Instead of going to a hotel I planned to be nothing more or less than a married total-slut out on Friday night. It would be heals, plenty of cleavage, my short red mini-skirt, no bra, panty-less.
The best gig possible came up when I popped into Bar-7 at eight o'clock. There was a group of nine guys together at a table celebrating a bachelors party. What an opportunity I thought. I went immediately to the bar ordered a triple orgasm. I walked up to the men and asked what was going on. They jokingly said "we'rere at the Hyatt for Pete's bachelor party". I laughed, and said that is quite coincidental as I am up on the 11th floor also, here in town for business. But tonight is play night. I am away from my husband and I was going to have some good old fun. I was going home in the morning back to the grind.
Admiring my total sluttiness they asked if I might have a friend or two who would like to party with them. Not having anyone in the wings, being from out of town I offered "Those two that just came into the bar, might be game. Give me twenty minutes with them and I am sure I might be able to arrange things." Maybe I'll come by with those two horny beauties in one hour; anyway I am sure I can find ladies wanting to party." "What's the room number?" I demanded.
"Suite 2224" one of them answered.
"Ok I'll be there in one hour and make sure the bar is open. Have three bottles of Champaign ready. I will bring a party, boys. You'd better be up for this" I told them with a naughty grin.
Turning, I walked up to the bar and sat next to the girls. They were about 21 I guessed. After some small talk I told them about my party. One girl was Brittany the other was Stephie. I asked if they would be interested and I offered that I would pay them two thousand dollars each to come and party." Money was no problem to me and those simple bimbos found the money intoxicating.
"What would I have to do" asked Brittany.
"Nothing that you wouldn't do anyway" I answered based on the assumption from the short slutty dresses she was wearing, it was obvious that these girls were not sweet and innocent. They were out to get picked up anyway.
"You aren't virgins, are you?" I asked.
"Well no" answered Stephie somewhat insulted.
"So would we have to fuck them all?" asked Brittany.
"Only if you want to, deal or no deal" I queried.
Stephie turned to Brittany and said "It's a lot of money, and its just a party."
Brittany answered "But its money for sex, we would be sort-of whores, wouldn't we?"
Stephie giggled shrugged "Well I'm in"
"Me too" followed Brittany.
We left and went straight to the hotel. I requested a cash advance from the front desk for exactly four-thousand dollars. We then went to the hotel bar and each had a stiff drink while waiting on the money. It took less time than expected. We still had twenty minutes to blow as the time was going by way to slow.