A Threesome

Knock; knock – knock – knock.

The door; room service; more fuel for our passion.  I leapt up with surprising vigour and walked to the door with the two men watching me, one from the bed, one from the end, erections outlined in vivid contrasts in the gloaming shade of the room and the occasional oscillatory brilliance of the neon outside.

Completely naked but for the bra still strapped around my tits, I opened the door.  The very young man carrying the tray with our cocktails and bottle retained his composure with unexpected ease; but then, working in a hotel such as this I was certain he had seen this and much more already in his (what must have been) short career.

I motioned him to come inside the room, and he quickly made his way to the side table and rested the refreshments down for us.  As he turned to leave I reached down and tugged at his trousers, urgently found his not flaccid, yet not quite erect cock and dropped down to take it in my mouth.  Three, four slow delicate pulls along it and I stood back up and kissed his cheek and indicated it was all he was going to get.

Whatever had come over me, I liked this crazy sexual freedom and power.

[An extract from ‘Erotic Thoughts’]


 

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