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ninian

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Her hair looked as if it were made by moonlight, her skin made of alabaster. Her lips formed a perfect cupids bow, and her eyes were bigger and brighter than amethysts. She paused a moment, looking over her shoulder, she frowned. She gave a small shake of her head and continued on her path, moving with the grace of a goddess. She felt the intense gaze of the man at the hotel desk. She pretended not to see him as she wait for her friend to join her. She idly twirled a lock of hair, watching him beneath thick dark lashes .... She knew who he was .... they had met at the dinner last night.

She remembered his name was Mike, but she couldnt recall his last name. An executive at some big company, probably here at this convention for the same reason she was. Because she had to be.

All in all it wasn’t so bad. Two weeks in a luxurious hotel paid for by her company. The only downfall was the 6 hours a day she had to spend listening to some man drone on about running a successful office.

Her attention turned back to the man and she noticed his eyes on her ... they made eye contact ... and she smiled as he came towards her ....
 
IC: Mike

..thinking...."This stupid meeting might have promise after all."

I'm constantly time-challenged.....accustomed to working 12 hour days....this meeting is almost like a vacation. My spouse did not want to come, although I thought it might be a chance to renew ourselves..we seem to be drifting apart.

The woman across the lobby is lovely -- almost like a goddess. Making a decision, I stride purposefully across he lobby toward her -- after all, we met at dinner last night. Something is pulling me....telling me that I have to get to know her better.
 
Should I?

My smle turns to a frown as my eyes catch site of the wedding band

Damn, just my luck, the only intersting man here and he has to be married

My eyes roam over his body .. "God He's Hot," I think to myself.

My eyes move back to the wedding ring, and I tell myself I can't do it. Then I think, hell he hasn't even offered anything yet, what makes you think he wants? So I smile and decide I can have a good time without sex ...

Maybe ...
 
...smiling to myself....I notice her eyes flick to my ring finger. "She's curious....and she is truly lovely."

As I approach her, I discreetly examine her......lovely body, eyes that are deep...mysterious, a laughing mouth.... And exuding a sexuality that is like a force -- a magnet -- ...drawing me across the room.
 
My smile turns wry, He knows, damn his confidence. He knows.

I hate that and love it at the same time.

I look around the room and see the entrance to the bar. When he's standing in front of me I ask him if he would like to join me for a drink?
 
...taking her hand.....bringing it to my lips.....and kissing it. "Cherie, I would love to have a drink with you. What promised to be a terminally boring evening has brightened."

"I love the chase.....and she is worth pursuing...something tells me that she is special."

Taking her hand, we stroll across the lobby to the clubby, dark bar. I wave at the host, and he bows..waving his hand expansively...."any table you wish..and its good to see you again."

I smile, I love the power that goes with my job. Leading her, we settle in a corner booth, somewhat away from the rest of the room.
 
When I come down to the lobby 10 minutes late, I don't see Ninian anywhere. We're going to have dinner together, then catch a show or something. Just us two girls, in the hope of finding something exciting.

It's only our third day at the convention, and already we're bored out of our skulls! Not even many attractive young men around this time,and the ones who are, would have their wives with them. There's an abundance of boring old man with leery smiles and eyes, though.

As I scan the lobby, my eyes light up as I see Ninian's unmistakable profile in the bar over there. Purposefully I stride over, my 5'5 tiny frame encased in a short black cocktail dress with spaghetti straps, long dark hair hanging loose to my midback, feet encased in 3 inch heeled black pumps.

My pretty face wreathed in smiles I start to call out her name, but her name dies on my lips as I see that she's with a man,and what kind of a man he is! Just then Ninian turns her head and starts to wave me over excitedly.....
 
sitting in the booth....thinking lacivious thoughts -- I see my new friend waving to someone who is heading purposefully across the room.....A new friend?
 
I shover slightly at his touch and follow him into the bar, I notice the attention he gets from teh bartender and I wonder exactly who this guy is. Someone important. Someone with power.

As we sit down I turn towards the door and notice my friend, I smile at her and wave her over.

Calling out to her when she's within ear shot.

"Thought you had bailed on me girl! Meet Mike, we are just having a drink, and then maybe ... dinner" I say with a speaking glance at her. Letting her know with my gaze that this one is hot.

"I think our boring days are over my friend" I whisper as she joins us.
 
...ever the urbane gentleman, I rise -- bow -- and indicate a seat. "I'm Mike....Nin and I met last night at that incredibly boring dinner, but I don't remember you."

Thinking, "Not one but two lovely women....I may have struck gold."
 
"Hi, I'm May," I tell him, holding out my hand for him to shake. And what a handshake he gives! It sent electric jolts through my fingers up to the tips of my long dark hair and down to the tips of my toes. And his eyes! An electric blue that pierced my soul....

"Yes, I skipped dinner last night, as I went out shopping. And you won't believe what I found in a little shop off main street today, Nin!", I say as I'm feeling excited by my find: the most sensuously delicious ivory colored teddy, with lots of lace and if you don't look closely, you won't see that it's crotchless, for all the lace surrrounding that part. Only if you sit down and spread your legs, you can. But I won't tell Nin now, especially with this gentleman present.

How did she find him, this georgeous man! And the look she gave me surely indicates her boring days were over. But will she share him with me, or claim him for herself?

[Edited by asian cunny on 08-21-2000 at 05:37 AM]
 
My hands linger just a moment too long on May's. Unseen in the dim light - even by Nin - I stroke her palm with my long fingers. My eyes hold May's, as I slide into my seat next to Nin and gently pull May to the seat next to me. As she slides into the booth she bends at the waist - her cocktail dress falls forward just a bit, giving me a brief view of two perky breasts. I wonder if that was deliberate.... My hip is touching Nin's and May has pressed close to my other side...like three peas in a pod.

The cocktail waitress scurries over......."What is your pleasure, May?" I smile inwardly at the double entendre. "Nin, are you ready for another?" The waitress is poised, waiting............
 
My pleasure? He's asking me my pleasure? Why, it would be my pleasure if you would pleasure me, sir, if you would take pleasure in pleasuring me......

I shake my head to get the crazy thoughts out, his fingers stroking my palm must have done that. Like an electric current, it shoots down to my belly, and a warm feeling starts to spread in my loins.

I remember how my grandma used to caution me: "Be careful of men who stroke your palm with his fingers when he shakes your hand. They have bad intentions." I asked her what kind of bad intentions they had, as I was just a little girl at the time. And she said: "They will want to get their thing in you....," and would say no more. I have long forgotten her words, but now the memory comes flooding back, and I wondered with a fast beating heart if her words were true...

I come back to the present as Mike bends over to me calling: "Hellooooo...." "Uh oh, yes, please, the same as what Nin had, please," I mumble, as the waitress takes down our orders.
 
I laughed softly as May got that excited look in her eye. I couldn't wait to see what it was that she bought.

I could feel Mike pressed close against me, and knew May must be doing the same on the other side. I turned a bit so I could see her, and still be touching him, my skirt rose my thighs a little higher and I went to tug it down but shrugged and left it.

May was looking like she had wandered off into another world. Mike got her attention because the waiter wanted her order, then the waiter looked at me.

"Madris," I said, smiling at him.

I put my hand on Matks thigh, letting it rest there as the three of us got to know each other.
 
Mike smiles at the dazed look on my face, and quietly wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me closer, then lets me go. My thigh and his are now glued together, and where we're joined, my skin is on fire.

My short skirt is riding so high on my thighs, I dare not move for fear my panties will show. And I don't want to move, because I don't want to lose contact with his thigh either...... <grin>

And so, wedged in between Nin and me, Mike asks whether we'd like to have dinner with him later. "I hear there's a new italian restaurant open on the fifteenth floor, and there's dancing in the disco on the floor above."
 
Nin's hand on my thigh has definitely gotten my attention. Reaching under the cloth on the booth table, I cover it and then slide my hand off hers..and onto her bare thigh. Meanwhile, May has her thigh pressed against mine. The omens are definitely favorable for an interesting evening. Deciding to test the waters, I let my hand....the one that was around her waist a moment ago....to rest on her pert bottom...out of sight of Nin.

The waitress arrives and I slide my Platinum Amex card across the table...."I think we will be leaving soon. Please settle the bill." The waitress exclaims, "Sir, don't you want to see it first?" Smiling, I say, "No I trust you, you have a very honest face." She blushes, because my eyes were on her rather full breasts, not her face. Ordinarily, she would have been interesting. Its amazing what an aphrodasiac power and money can be. However, the two women beside me are completely captivating. Beautiful, intelligent, and apparently very sexual if the responses to my hands are an indication.

When the waitress brings the bill, I add the gratuity..generous (its the company's money, after all). "Would you call the Bistro...the one on the 15th floor..and make a reservation for three?" "My name is on the credit card." "Of course sir," she murmers, "will there be anything else?" I get the distinct impression that a LOT more would be available if I wished. "No thank you," I say, "not right now."
 
First my waist, now my bottom.... I feel shivers of delight run up and down my spine, as I press my legs close together. I can't believe this man is making me so hot. But I have to remember Nin found him first. I'll get her to the ladies' room with me and find out what she intends to do....
 
When I felt his hand on my bare thigh, it was like a shot of electricity pulsed through me. I wondered if May was getting attention as well. From the flushed look on her face, I guessed she was. But I couldn't see anything.

It took me a moment to realize we were leaving. I hadn;t heard that part of the conversation. I was busy with dealing with this desire building in me.

I wasn't very hungry, but the dancing sounded nice. An image of the 3 of us on the dance floor flashed in my mind. Mike pressed between May and me. My body pulsed with excitement. May and I had talked about threesomes before, and had even discussed the two of us getting together. But nothing had happened before. We both got so caught up in work and the business of living that it never seemed the right time.

Now seemed like the right time though. Once we got to the 15th floor May said she had to visit the ladies room and motioned for me to join her. I went with her, we had things to discuss.

Before the door of the restroom closed, I was already talking.

"Oh god May, do you want that man as much as me? I can't believe this is happening."
 
"Oh yes, Nin, I do," I reply, "You wouldn't believe what he's doing to me, the way he looks at me, nis touch...... Oh, I'd die if I couldn't have him tonight! But.... what about you?" I continue, while washing my hands.
 
I was leaning against the wall, watching her, thinking how pretty she was when I heard her question.

What about me? Was she planning on a one on one with this guy. Hmmm ....

"Don't you think there is enough for both of us?" I asked her.
 
"I guess so, he looks so strong and capable...," I begin, "but Nin, you and I together...." I can't continue and I blush, as thoughts of her advances a couple of months ago come to my mind.

We were spending the weekend together, and talk turned to sex, as usual. She asked me whether I'd ever been with a woman, and I said no. Then she asked me, if I ever wanted to.....
 
I didn't want to be pushy. So I let it go, she seemed uncomfortable with the subject. I jsut smiled and said

"Let's just see how things go, ok?"

I pushed of the wall and left the bathroom, waiting just outside the door for her. I was suddenly not feeling so optimistic about the night. I didn't want to compete with my friend for this guy. She didn't seem to want a threesome.

My eyes scanned the room. I wondered if there were any other good looking men in here tonight.
 
As Nin leaves the ladies' abruptly, I'm afraid I hurt her feelings. It's not that I don't want to be together with her and him, I've just never done it before. And I don't want to take him away from her either, after all, she 'found' him first.

So, I'll just go along and 'see how things develop'......
 
I had caught sight of a good looking man sitting at a small table alone. I caught his eye and smiled towards him.

Then May exited the bathroom and we walked together towards Mike. I didn't care who had who. I just wanted some. In my mind I cringed at my thoughts. I sounded like a slut. Well I was horny damnit, I argued with myself. It had been a long time.
 
Ever the gentleman, I stand as they both return from the women's room. The old stereotypes are certainly at work today....it must have been 15 minutes.

My smile envelops them both..."I took the liberty of ordering, I understand that the pasta arribiata is the best in the city." We are seated in another booth, and I decide to sit between them. The table is secluded (I must remember to see the cocktail waitress and thank her).

Pouring a half glass of Pinot Grigio for Nin and May, I lift my glass in a toast. Nin's eyes are glittering, she seems flushed....almost predatory. There is an undercurrent of tension that my sensitive antennae pick up. Hell, I can spot a deal from 10,000 miles,

As they settle into the booth, I feel hips being pressed against me from both sides......
 
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