Hot Tub Hijinks
I was required to be in Toronto for a convention on Monday. I decided to go early to enjoy a little down time for the stress of life lately. Being a woman above 50, I thought a vacation was overdue. Checking in on Friday things went well, but it was uneventful .
Saturday was going very well I enjoyed a nice day wondering around town. I returned to the hotel in time to have a nice meal, with a glass of wine. Feeling good I went back to my room and turned on the television. Looking through the hotel brochure, I saw they had a hot tub on the third floor.
I realized that I had not brought a swim suit with me. I went to the boutique to see what they might have. To my surprise they only had two piece ones in stock. Although I'm older, at 5'6" 140 pounds, with a 36c/30/34 figure I'm still in decent shape. Thinking it would be sort of deserted being a Saturday night I went ahead and purchased one.
After returning to my room, I went ahead and changed then covered up with a robe. Off I went to discover the pool and hot tub. It was easy to find as it took up most of the third floor. It was pretty large for an indoor pool. The hot tub was located behind a small wall sort of out of sight.
As I came around the wall I found a man in the hot tub busy with his phone and a speaker. I thought about leaving but decided against it. We exchanged a smile as I removed my robe and slid into the hot water. It surrounded me in liquid warmth. I started to relax right away, and felt great. I closed my eyes, and sank deeper into the water.
A few moments later a second guy came around the corner, with a smile and some giddiness in his step. He carried a small cooler, and shouted that, "I found it."
They talked quietly between themselves as they looked for something on the phone. Pouring themselves a drink they seemed to be lost in which file was the right one to listen to. As I looked on I felt they were perhaps in their late 20's to early 30's, and a little old to be acting as they were. One of them caught me looking.
"It's an audio book," he said, and offered me a drink. Not usually one to accept a drink from a stranger, it's hard to pass up a good Canadian whiskey. I thanked him and sat back to watch these two as they debated which file they wanted to listen to.
Finally they settled their debate, and started the file. It was there, but hard to hear from where I was. Bits and pieces got through to me. I did find myself straining to hear more after a few minutes. As my drink had been drained, and refilled. It was along the lines of a Sci-fi Fantasy, with elves and the like.
It sounded like a compelling story, and I found myself wanting to hear more of it, but there was something else there also. I found myself leaning forward a bit to better hear. I got a few images that were confusing but wonderful. Taking one of their hands, I found myself sitting between them in order to hear more of the story. My cup was filled yet again.
Leaning back into the seat, the story was playing clearly. In my mind calling up images. I could clearly see an Elven female riding across the plain, and sucking a cock. A Dwarf fighting and ogre, and fucking her. These images didn't belong together but they were. Somehow I was playing two stories in my mind, and the naughty one was winning.
An Elven female taken captive, by a pair of Dwarfs who have their way with her. I licked my lips at the thought. I could feel myself getting turned on by the images. My nipples hardened and, my juices churning. The thoughts of sex seeping into my brain, taking hold of my body. Feeling fingers run across my nipples, and along my thighs. Thinking how wonderful a cock would feel.
