Betty had to make do with a quick shower and a glass
of wine. By 7.00pm she had recovered a little and started to look
forward to the evening ahead. The new underwear lived up to its
name. She was confident whichever of the two guys turned up would
approve of her purchase.
Book 3: Part 6
Betty felt a
little like a hooker as she bypassed reception, and took the
elevator to the first floor. Who would be waiting for her? Her
money was on Frank. Roy liked to get out in the car too much to
book a city hotel room. She double-checked the room number, and
knocked on the door.
“Roy?”
“Who were you
expecting?”
“Errrr. You of
course.”
He stepped to
one side.
“Nice room.”
She said as he closed the door behind her.
“Champagne?”
Roy pointed to the bottle which was on ice on the coffee table.
“Lovely. I
could do with a drink after my day.”
“Poor love.” He
popped the cork, and poured her a drink.
“Aren't you
joining me?”
“In a minute.
Let me take your coat.”
She let her
long blue coat fall to the floor.
“Bloody
Hell!!”
That was pretty
much the reaction she had hoped for when she decided to put her
coat on over her underwear. She had spent twenty minutes
deliberating over which dress to wear before deciding not to
bother. Walking through the streets of the city wearing nothing
under her coat except a quarter cup bra and crotchless panties had
left her feeling more than a little horny.
Roy tossed her
coat onto the couch before reaching out and pinching her nipples
which were already hard.
“People will
think I sent for a whore.”
“Charming.”
He teased one
of her nipples with his teeth. She put the glass down and put her
hand onto his crotch. Something was stirring down there. He
switched his attention to her other nipple as she rubbed the bulge
in his trousers.
“We should go
through to the bedroom,” he said. “There's a surprise for you in
there.”
She was
reluctant to move her hand from his crotch, but made her way to the
bedroom. Roy was a few paces behind her.
Book 3: Part 7
“Frank??”
Lying on the
bed, butt naked with an enormous erection was Frank.
“What the
fuck's going on?”
“Do you like
our little surprise?” Roy was in the bedroom now.
“I don't
understand.”
“Come on Betty.
We are allowed to have secrets too. You've had your fun two timing
us.”
“I never.... I
didn't mean to.”
“It's okay. We
always knew what you were doing. We didn't mind. We've both fancied
you since you joined the company.”
“Why didn't you
tell me. I feel stupid.”
“There's no
reason to - no harm done. It's been fun for us all. You're looking
particularly hot today. Now why don't you come and attend to this?”
Frank had his cock in his hand.
What should she
do? She had never been with more than one man at the same time. She
had two choices: she could get dressed and leave or she could have
some fun with the two guys. It took her less than ten seconds to
make up her mind. She walked across the bedroom, and climbed onto
the bed. Kneeling beside Frank, she took his erection in her hand.
It felt good to the touch. His head was resting on the pillow. He
looked down at her as she began to run her hand up and down his
shaft. She smiled at him briefly before taking his cock into her
mouth. He placed an encouraging hand on her head. What was it about
sucking cock that made Betty so hot? Out of the corner of her eye,
she noticed Roy walk alongside the bed. He had undressed and was
packing a hard one. She half expected him to climb on next to her,
but he walked up to the head of the bed. What happened next took
her totally by surprise, so much so her mouth gawped open allowing
Frank's cock to slip from her lips. Frank turned his head to face
Roy, and then took his friend's cock into his mouth. Roy noticed
Betty's expression.
“You look like
you've just seen a ghost.”
Betty was too
shocked to speak. She had assumed the guys’ secret was that
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