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As a traveling salesman, i have had to check into this place that looks like it was the set of a 70's porn movie, and there's a terrific banging from next door...
Suspiciously Cheesy Motel
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I am Margret, a 24 year old chamber maid with short blond hair. I work in this hotel because i meet a lot of interesting men and women, and because the job pays very well. It pays so well because my responsibilities don't end with cleaning rooms and bringing food and drinks to rooms; the hotel management expects me to fully obey all the guests' wishes.
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a new role
OOC: I love new roles. I'm called Bud, 50ish motel owner. Gray hair, a bit overweight, usually unshaven, small piggish eyes, K-Mart wardrobe ( a real sex object - LOL)
OOC: I love new roles. I'm called Bud, 50ish motel owner. Gray hair, a bit overweight, usually unshaven, small piggish eyes, K-Mart wardrobe ( a real sex object - LOL)
chessy motel
my names john and i have just checked in and here comes the maid
i need a shower and like to have plenty of towels so i ask her if she can help me
i have the shower running as she comes back with the towels, i have stripped to my boxers.........
my names john and i have just checked in and here comes the maid
i need a shower and like to have plenty of towels so i ask her if she can help me
i have the shower running as she comes back with the towels, i have stripped to my boxers.........
a new task
My manager has instructed to bring four large towels to room 169. After a knock on the door, i enter. A very attractive man opens, and lets me in. Shall i leave the towels on the bed, Sir? Then I notice he's only wearing boxershorts, now I can admire his muscled chest.
My manager has instructed to bring four large towels to room 169. After a knock on the door, i enter. A very attractive man opens, and lets me in. Shall i leave the towels on the bed, Sir? Then I notice he's only wearing boxershorts, now I can admire his muscled chest.
Getting my head banged in to the headboard by this goof is going to end now! "GET OFF ME"! I yell.
"CUT", yells the director. "What is it now, Angelique?"
"This goof is fucking me like he's a 15 year old. He makes me as horny as a freakin' toad! I don't want him touching me again!"
"Angelique...baby..."
"Don't 'baby' me, Ernie!" I don't want him on me. They could hear my head bangin' in the next town over." Forget it! Get me someone else...get him from here..I don't care, but get this GOOF out of my face!" I get up from the bed and put on my sheer robe, covering my perfect porn movie body.
"Alright..get out of here Diego. You're impossible, Angelique!"
"Yeah, but that's why ya love me! Now find me a real man!"
"CUT", yells the director. "What is it now, Angelique?"
"This goof is fucking me like he's a 15 year old. He makes me as horny as a freakin' toad! I don't want him touching me again!"
"Angelique...baby..."
"Don't 'baby' me, Ernie!" I don't want him on me. They could hear my head bangin' in the next town over." Forget it! Get me someone else...get him from here..I don't care, but get this GOOF out of my face!" I get up from the bed and put on my sheer robe, covering my perfect porn movie body.
"Alright..get out of here Diego. You're impossible, Angelique!"
"Yeah, but that's why ya love me! Now find me a real man!"
marget comes into the room with the extra towels i requested she seem to be admiring my chest she seems to like what she sees
i decide to take the chance that she might like to see more so i jsut kick out my boxers and tell her that i going to get into the shower now and it would be nice if she could help me wash the places i can't reach
she is now looking at my semi erect cock as i turn toward her i notice that her nipples are standing at attention from what she has seen so far maybe i get lucky tonight????
i decide to take the chance that she might like to see more so i jsut kick out my boxers and tell her that i going to get into the shower now and it would be nice if she could help me wash the places i can't reach
she is now looking at my semi erect cock as i turn toward her i notice that her nipples are standing at attention from what she has seen so far maybe i get lucky tonight????
All I wanted was a quick dip.
A long hot day on these country roads. Jeez how can the air conditioning on a Beemer just totally break down? Kill those Black Forest gnomes or whoever they are! Now here I am, in my evan piccone tailored suit, the jacket too hot to wear, my proper white blouse sticking to me, revealing the nearly sheer VS Angel bra underneath, and the straightline skirt coming no further than halfway to my knees.
And in front of me, the so called owner or mananger or whatever, Bud, oh god is he a classic! little pig eyes sticking out further than my nippies on a cold day. And it's pretty obvious that those nips are what he is staring at now. I wonder if he could make the slightest effort to look me in the eye?
Could I just get a room with air conditioning, I finally say tapping my italian pumps impatiently, and then have your boy or whoever bring a bucket of ice and some martini glasses to the pool? Thank god I brought my own Stoli, lord knows that would be too much to expect of this place!
Why is this dufus just staring at me?
A long hot day on these country roads. Jeez how can the air conditioning on a Beemer just totally break down? Kill those Black Forest gnomes or whoever they are! Now here I am, in my evan piccone tailored suit, the jacket too hot to wear, my proper white blouse sticking to me, revealing the nearly sheer VS Angel bra underneath, and the straightline skirt coming no further than halfway to my knees.
And in front of me, the so called owner or mananger or whatever, Bud, oh god is he a classic! little pig eyes sticking out further than my nippies on a cold day. And it's pretty obvious that those nips are what he is staring at now. I wonder if he could make the slightest effort to look me in the eye?
Could I just get a room with air conditioning, I finally say tapping my italian pumps impatiently, and then have your boy or whoever bring a bucket of ice and some martini glasses to the pool? Thank god I brought my own Stoli, lord knows that would be too much to expect of this place!
Why is this dufus just staring at me?
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Look at that car!
God look at that friggin car! 700 class BMW in this dump?I'm standing in the open doorway of my god awful motel room watchin this high class hottie strutting into the office. What is that one doing here? Me in my bra and panties running an ice cube up and down my throat, the ol a/c busted in this room, so the greasey guy at the desk practically gave it to me, which is good because it was the last cash I've got. Preferred to give up my cash rather than blow that fat trucker that dumped me here. A rash move I may regret. It was just a dick Angie, how bad could it have been?
Cause so far the "hi my name is John" guy who enjoyed oogling me in my underwear (like I gave a shit) and now Miss HighClass are the only two chances of scoring some road cash. He would probably be easier Angie, saying to myself, but she's gotta be the mutha load. But how to get at it? Well...it won't be the first time I've put my pretty face between a pair a creamy thighs.
Either way, is time to get ta work babe. Less I wanna spend the night sweating the sheets in this broken room.
God look at that friggin car! 700 class BMW in this dump?I'm standing in the open doorway of my god awful motel room watchin this high class hottie strutting into the office. What is that one doing here? Me in my bra and panties running an ice cube up and down my throat, the ol a/c busted in this room, so the greasey guy at the desk practically gave it to me, which is good because it was the last cash I've got. Preferred to give up my cash rather than blow that fat trucker that dumped me here. A rash move I may regret. It was just a dick Angie, how bad could it have been?
Cause so far the "hi my name is John" guy who enjoyed oogling me in my underwear (like I gave a shit) and now Miss HighClass are the only two chances of scoring some road cash. He would probably be easier Angie, saying to myself, but she's gotta be the mutha load. But how to get at it? Well...it won't be the first time I've put my pretty face between a pair a creamy thighs.
Either way, is time to get ta work babe. Less I wanna spend the night sweating the sheets in this broken room.
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Another typical trashy motel.
Hated these places. But, when you've got to play undercover, you've got to play the role to the hilt.
I stepped inside, and up to the desk.
The guy hardly gave me a second glance, guess he'd seen my type before, or at least what I was dressed up to be.
I've been in the narcotics division now for four years, and I had a tip-off that there was something big going down in the neighbourhood. Something worth checking out.
So, with my dark hair grown long, tied back in a ponytail, shades hiding my dark brown eyes, and an outfit that wouldn't look out of place in Miami Vice, I slapped a bundle of greenbacks onto the counter in front of him, and took the key he dropped into my palm.
I headed up to the room, twirling the key on my right index finger.
Hope this place looked better on the inside than it did on the out.
Another typical trashy motel.
Hated these places. But, when you've got to play undercover, you've got to play the role to the hilt.
I stepped inside, and up to the desk.
The guy hardly gave me a second glance, guess he'd seen my type before, or at least what I was dressed up to be.
I've been in the narcotics division now for four years, and I had a tip-off that there was something big going down in the neighbourhood. Something worth checking out.
So, with my dark hair grown long, tied back in a ponytail, shades hiding my dark brown eyes, and an outfit that wouldn't look out of place in Miami Vice, I slapped a bundle of greenbacks onto the counter in front of him, and took the key he dropped into my palm.
I headed up to the room, twirling the key on my right index finger.
Hope this place looked better on the inside than it did on the out.
Hiding place?
ooc: My gf Kathy and I intended to each take a role and not tell each other in advance what we are writing. For some reason this silly thing won't let me register so I will use her sign on. But it is really Angie.
ic: Before I could do anything, I hadda find a stash for the kilos of H I was carrying. Poking and jabbing around the cheesey room trying to find a hole. If I lost this stuff before I got to the coast, jeez, you can kiss your retty ass goodbye Angie! Don even wanna think what those guys would do with me. Rape would be a happy alternative. But I found a place to stash it, risky, but unique.
Now time to go rost some travelin dough. Looking out my window I saw Miss HighClass herself, walking over to the surprisingly clean clear pool, all decked out in her bikini. Well I hadn't packed my resort wear but what the hell, a cut off tee and my panties would do right? Looking at my 34C's under the thin top, my flat tummy and my slim hips in the almost sheer peach colored bikini panties I figured something had to get cookin!
If not with the rich bitch then there hadda be a guy around who wasn't brain dead or numb below the waist! Being cool I approached the pool and took a place just away from her. Not surprisingly there wasn't another soul at the pole. Yet.
HighClass shot me a small smile but a look up and down me that made it clear what she thought of my improtu outfit. My nips were pinged from the quickly cooling late desert day. Round firm boobies tipped by dollar sized nips, the color of rouge, with spikes you might be tempted to hang your coat on boys. And if I didn't shave it bare down there the peachy sheer underpants would not have concealed much of anything.
Lost my luggage, I said to her, typical of flying the Concorde huh?
No reaction.
So I turned my attention elsewhere. Seeing a new prospect. A glimpse of a man going into a room near mine. Dark hair, a poneytail. Mmmmm. Now I wonder what would hook him?
ooc: My gf Kathy and I intended to each take a role and not tell each other in advance what we are writing. For some reason this silly thing won't let me register so I will use her sign on. But it is really Angie.
ic: Before I could do anything, I hadda find a stash for the kilos of H I was carrying. Poking and jabbing around the cheesey room trying to find a hole. If I lost this stuff before I got to the coast, jeez, you can kiss your retty ass goodbye Angie! Don even wanna think what those guys would do with me. Rape would be a happy alternative. But I found a place to stash it, risky, but unique.
Now time to go rost some travelin dough. Looking out my window I saw Miss HighClass herself, walking over to the surprisingly clean clear pool, all decked out in her bikini. Well I hadn't packed my resort wear but what the hell, a cut off tee and my panties would do right? Looking at my 34C's under the thin top, my flat tummy and my slim hips in the almost sheer peach colored bikini panties I figured something had to get cookin!
If not with the rich bitch then there hadda be a guy around who wasn't brain dead or numb below the waist! Being cool I approached the pool and took a place just away from her. Not surprisingly there wasn't another soul at the pole. Yet.
HighClass shot me a small smile but a look up and down me that made it clear what she thought of my improtu outfit. My nips were pinged from the quickly cooling late desert day. Round firm boobies tipped by dollar sized nips, the color of rouge, with spikes you might be tempted to hang your coat on boys. And if I didn't shave it bare down there the peachy sheer underpants would not have concealed much of anything.
Lost my luggage, I said to her, typical of flying the Concorde huh?
No reaction.
So I turned my attention elsewhere. Seeing a new prospect. A glimpse of a man going into a room near mine. Dark hair, a poneytail. Mmmmm. Now I wonder what would hook him?
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Bud
Rubbing my hands together, I think, "This is more traffic than we have had in a month." Staring out at the pool with my piggish eyes, I muse, "I bet my hidden cameras will get me some footage that will sell well...and some of that too."
Rubbing my hands together, I think, "This is more traffic than we have had in a month." Staring out at the pool with my piggish eyes, I muse, "I bet my hidden cameras will get me some footage that will sell well...and some of that too."
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Marcus Drayson
I unlocked the door and went in, after a moments hesitation.
At least the bed had clean sheets.
The wallpaper was sagging in the corners, the floorboards creaked, but it wasn't too dusty, after all. Guess the maid here looked after the joint pretty well. I unpacked, and glanced out of the window.
Hey, the view wasn't half bad, either.
Forget the smog city sky-line... the poolside had some talent down there.
Well, I had packed some black swimshorts. Maybe I ought to take a look... after all, undercover meant I had to get to know the residents, they might be connected somehow. Who knows?
I changed and grabbed a towel, to lay down on the poolside, and headed back downstairs, making sure my piece was hidden under the pillow.
I unlocked the door and went in, after a moments hesitation.
At least the bed had clean sheets.
The wallpaper was sagging in the corners, the floorboards creaked, but it wasn't too dusty, after all. Guess the maid here looked after the joint pretty well. I unpacked, and glanced out of the window.
Hey, the view wasn't half bad, either.
Forget the smog city sky-line... the poolside had some talent down there.
Well, I had packed some black swimshorts. Maybe I ought to take a look... after all, undercover meant I had to get to know the residents, they might be connected somehow. Who knows?
I changed and grabbed a towel, to lay down on the poolside, and headed back downstairs, making sure my piece was hidden under the pillow.
Kathy
What is this? wouldn't expect to see a dangerous looking hunk like this at this dive, thinking to myself as the dark haired man with a Steven Segal poney tail came down the walk. Maybe this stop over doesn't have to be so bad after all. Not that I'm landing in bed with anyone at this dump, but a little teasing could pass the time.
Oh yeah and sure! the trashey brunette bitch is all but spreading her legs for him to get his attention. Got her shoulders back and those tits out like she thinks she's a beauty queen. Thinks she's a tease in her underpants I bet. Well MissTrashey I am betting my five four 110 lean 34b-24-34 body in a $200 avanti gold metallic bikini, thong and all, will get his attention over your cheap look! I don't spend ten hours a week at the gym so this ass and these legs won't get me any man I chose! At the least I can have him fetch some ice and glasses, jeez that Bud guy sure can't be counted on to help and my Stoli is going to waste here.
I slowly stretched my arms up over my head, tossing my shoulder length light brown hair, big stretch, arching my back slightly. Mmmmm, we'll see if that gets his attention.
What is this? wouldn't expect to see a dangerous looking hunk like this at this dive, thinking to myself as the dark haired man with a Steven Segal poney tail came down the walk. Maybe this stop over doesn't have to be so bad after all. Not that I'm landing in bed with anyone at this dump, but a little teasing could pass the time.
Oh yeah and sure! the trashey brunette bitch is all but spreading her legs for him to get his attention. Got her shoulders back and those tits out like she thinks she's a beauty queen. Thinks she's a tease in her underpants I bet. Well MissTrashey I am betting my five four 110 lean 34b-24-34 body in a $200 avanti gold metallic bikini, thong and all, will get his attention over your cheap look! I don't spend ten hours a week at the gym so this ass and these legs won't get me any man I chose! At the least I can have him fetch some ice and glasses, jeez that Bud guy sure can't be counted on to help and my Stoli is going to waste here.
I slowly stretched my arms up over my head, tossing my shoulder length light brown hair, big stretch, arching my back slightly. Mmmmm, we'll see if that gets his attention.
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Marcus Drayson
There were two women down by the pool, appraising them through my shades as I approached.
One looked most out of place - a classy broad. What was she doing here? Her gold bikini and thongs were obviously not bought from any old clothing store, and she obviously worked out. I worked out often enough myself, and was well practiced in karate, so I knew the signs of a well-honed body. Probably had her own fitness instructor.
The other was wearing a cut-off white T-shirt, and a pair of low-cut pink bikini briefs.
Both were very attractive in their own way, like flip sides of the coin.
I smiled and nodded curtly to the two women pool side, and put my towel down.
"Good evening, ladies" I said, sitting down.
[Edited by Kepic on 09-17-2000 at 10:17 AM]
There were two women down by the pool, appraising them through my shades as I approached.
One looked most out of place - a classy broad. What was she doing here? Her gold bikini and thongs were obviously not bought from any old clothing store, and she obviously worked out. I worked out often enough myself, and was well practiced in karate, so I knew the signs of a well-honed body. Probably had her own fitness instructor.
The other was wearing a cut-off white T-shirt, and a pair of low-cut pink bikini briefs.
Both were very attractive in their own way, like flip sides of the coin.
I smiled and nodded curtly to the two women pool side, and put my towel down.
"Good evening, ladies" I said, sitting down.
[Edited by Kepic on 09-17-2000 at 10:17 AM]
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angie
Now this was progress anyway. The mysterious tall dark guy taking up a seat between us.
Yeah! so hi, I say with my best sweet girl smile.
Good afternoon, she says with her two blonde streaks tossing around her face. Even I am a lil dazzled. OK so strike one on Angie. God she's a treat but if this guy thinks he's gonna score a warm wet blow job from this broad he better bring a vice to get those jaws apart.
So screw subtle. Doing my nasty pixie immitation I suddenly get up, brush my thighs on his knees and plop down right on MissPriss' lounge chair, forcing her to move that gold glad ass outa the way. Leaning forward so the tits jiggle just a little I put my hand out to him.
It's Angie and gosh we're glad to see you! us girls were just about to die of boredom out here!
Well thanks, it's Marcus or just Marc, he says taking my girlish limp hand in his, and damn he is gentle but I can feel the strength in that hand, might not wanna jerk this guy around Ang.
Him saying, and I'm the one who is thrilled to find such pleasant company. Hmmmm, he has good teeth.
Didn't I just say I was about to die of boredom, uuuuuummm? looking at her in fake confusion.
It's Kathy, the Queen says, and no darlin I must have missed that sterling little observation of yours. Shaking his hand like they just closed the sale of her house.
And Kathleen has got this whole bottle of, what is it hon?
Stoli, her voice could have chilled the friggin bottle by itself, and it's Kathy.
Now my right hand on his thigh half way up to his black sleek trunks. Smooth dark hair on his legs, not too much, not too little. Marc isn't it so sweet my friend brought us some drinks? and she had just said how she was gunna run get a bucket of ice and glasses. That's how she is Marc, using his name over and over like I owed it, she just gives and gives till it hurts! I swear sometimes she loves to hurt!
With that I lean over her stretched out body, my nippies mashed against hers in her gold push up top (which I am sure she needs), and kiss her right on the tip of her perfect nose. The look in her eyes! like that mastercard ad says, "priceless"! I swear she shuddered.
Well, well, yes, except perhaps now the gentlemen would like to fetch us some ice and whatever glasses this place might have? trying to recover her composure.
Oh dear Kathleen, I love you darlin, I think to myself, and am thinking you are pushin around the wrong guy.
Big pout on my face. Oh Kathleen, isn't that just so old fashioned?
Looking up at this guy, my big browns so soft. What do you think Marc?
Now this was progress anyway. The mysterious tall dark guy taking up a seat between us.
Yeah! so hi, I say with my best sweet girl smile.
Good afternoon, she says with her two blonde streaks tossing around her face. Even I am a lil dazzled. OK so strike one on Angie. God she's a treat but if this guy thinks he's gonna score a warm wet blow job from this broad he better bring a vice to get those jaws apart.
So screw subtle. Doing my nasty pixie immitation I suddenly get up, brush my thighs on his knees and plop down right on MissPriss' lounge chair, forcing her to move that gold glad ass outa the way. Leaning forward so the tits jiggle just a little I put my hand out to him.
It's Angie and gosh we're glad to see you! us girls were just about to die of boredom out here!
Well thanks, it's Marcus or just Marc, he says taking my girlish limp hand in his, and damn he is gentle but I can feel the strength in that hand, might not wanna jerk this guy around Ang.
Him saying, and I'm the one who is thrilled to find such pleasant company. Hmmmm, he has good teeth.
Didn't I just say I was about to die of boredom, uuuuuummm? looking at her in fake confusion.
It's Kathy, the Queen says, and no darlin I must have missed that sterling little observation of yours. Shaking his hand like they just closed the sale of her house.
And Kathleen has got this whole bottle of, what is it hon?
Stoli, her voice could have chilled the friggin bottle by itself, and it's Kathy.
Now my right hand on his thigh half way up to his black sleek trunks. Smooth dark hair on his legs, not too much, not too little. Marc isn't it so sweet my friend brought us some drinks? and she had just said how she was gunna run get a bucket of ice and glasses. That's how she is Marc, using his name over and over like I owed it, she just gives and gives till it hurts! I swear sometimes she loves to hurt!
With that I lean over her stretched out body, my nippies mashed against hers in her gold push up top (which I am sure she needs), and kiss her right on the tip of her perfect nose. The look in her eyes! like that mastercard ad says, "priceless"! I swear she shuddered.
Well, well, yes, except perhaps now the gentlemen would like to fetch us some ice and whatever glasses this place might have? trying to recover her composure.
Oh dear Kathleen, I love you darlin, I think to myself, and am thinking you are pushin around the wrong guy.
Big pout on my face. Oh Kathleen, isn't that just so old fashioned?
Looking up at this guy, my big browns so soft. What do you think Marc?
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damn - missed the last ferry to the island for tonight - not being about to sleep in the car - i looked for a motel - there's one - looks a little run down but ought to at least be cheap. I went into the office and ther clerk was a grayhaired seedy looking guy with a beer belly. He took my money - handed me a key and directed me down the parking lot to #27. After using the bathroom i gazed out the front window and saw a swimming pool. Thinking i might as well take a little walk i checked it out.There were two ladies down at the far end. One wore a gold colored bikini and the other had on a grayish tee shirt- A guy sat in a chair between them and what the hell - there might be room for one more. I walked that way and saw a bottle of booze on the concrete next to the chair - needing a shot anyway i said "hi- what's happenning?"
[Edited by ferryrider on 09-18-2000 at 10:10 AM]
damn - missed the last ferry to the island for tonight - not being about to sleep in the car - i looked for a motel - there's one - looks a little run down but ought to at least be cheap. I went into the office and ther clerk was a grayhaired seedy looking guy with a beer belly. He took my money - handed me a key and directed me down the parking lot to #27. After using the bathroom i gazed out the front window and saw a swimming pool. Thinking i might as well take a little walk i checked it out.There were two ladies down at the far end. One wore a gold colored bikini and the other had on a grayish tee shirt- A guy sat in a chair between them and what the hell - there might be room for one more. I walked that way and saw a bottle of booze on the concrete next to the chair - needing a shot anyway i said "hi- what's happenning?"
[Edited by ferryrider on 09-18-2000 at 10:10 AM]
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ooc: welcome Frank, the waters fine...maybe it's Marcus' turn? since Angie has asked him who should go get the ice? and plus, I love it that to me this is in a desert and to Frank it is on an island...thaz why I hate reality, it's so damned consistent! and where did Syd and the maid and john go? oh well...if we don't hear from Marcus I'll add sumpin soon...
ooc: welcome Frank, the waters fine...maybe it's Marcus' turn? since Angie has asked him who should go get the ice? and plus, I love it that to me this is in a desert and to Frank it is on an island...thaz why I hate reality, it's so damned consistent! and where did Syd and the maid and john go? oh well...if we don't hear from Marcus I'll add sumpin soon...
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Marcus Drayson
Well, these two were a pair. Angie and Kathy, huh?
"Are you travelling together?" I asked, already knowing the answer. These girl's had about as much in common as salt and sugar.
"No!" they both said in unison, and threw each other a glance, and boy, if looks could kill, that would have been one hell of a crossfire.
I laughed. If these two were flirting with me, then it was obviously more of a competition between them than for the prize. Angie was obviously enjoying herself, shocking Kathy with her antics, and I had to admit, it was quite a good show.
"Well, I go and see about that ice and--"
"Hi, whats happening?" said a guy, who had come out poolside.
I looked up. "Hi there" I replied, sitting up, and shaking his hand, "Name's Marcus".
"Frank" he replied, as he looked to the two girls.
"Hi, I'm Angie.... Kathleen here was about to crack open a bottle - would you go get the ice and glasses for us? I'm sure she wouldn't mind another joining us".
That bought Angie another look from Kathy at her, but the guy shrugged and said "OK, I'll get changed and come back with the glasses and stuff".
"Great" I said, as he turned to go back inside.
"So, what are you two doing here? This place certainly wasn't my first choice... but the other hotel's round here were pretty overbooked, and I needed a room quick... got some business in town" I said.
"Oh, what kind of business?" asked Kathy.
"Import, supply and demand" I said, looking for a reaction from them through my shades. I saw Angie's pretty face twitch a bit at that. Hmmm. Looks like I had struck a nerve with that comment. Wonder what her story is?
"Computer hardware, software, stuff like that. Nothing great, but it pays well".
Well, these two were a pair. Angie and Kathy, huh?
"Are you travelling together?" I asked, already knowing the answer. These girl's had about as much in common as salt and sugar.
"No!" they both said in unison, and threw each other a glance, and boy, if looks could kill, that would have been one hell of a crossfire.
I laughed. If these two were flirting with me, then it was obviously more of a competition between them than for the prize. Angie was obviously enjoying herself, shocking Kathy with her antics, and I had to admit, it was quite a good show.
"Well, I go and see about that ice and--"
"Hi, whats happening?" said a guy, who had come out poolside.
I looked up. "Hi there" I replied, sitting up, and shaking his hand, "Name's Marcus".
"Frank" he replied, as he looked to the two girls.
"Hi, I'm Angie.... Kathleen here was about to crack open a bottle - would you go get the ice and glasses for us? I'm sure she wouldn't mind another joining us".
That bought Angie another look from Kathy at her, but the guy shrugged and said "OK, I'll get changed and come back with the glasses and stuff".
"Great" I said, as he turned to go back inside.
"So, what are you two doing here? This place certainly wasn't my first choice... but the other hotel's round here were pretty overbooked, and I needed a room quick... got some business in town" I said.
"Oh, what kind of business?" asked Kathy.
"Import, supply and demand" I said, looking for a reaction from them through my shades. I saw Angie's pretty face twitch a bit at that. Hmmm. Looks like I had struck a nerve with that comment. Wonder what her story is?
"Computer hardware, software, stuff like that. Nothing great, but it pays well".
getting a grip
Try to get a grip on yourself Kathy! angry with myself at letting this twitty slut push me around. Well at least someone went to get the ice, I need a drink!
I'm in investments Marcus, giving him my best professional gaze. Then directed to the slut who was still sitting on my lounge chair, Hon? weren't you sitting at the children's table? over there?
Oh thaz ok, I'm fine here. And she pats my tummy, pats my tummy! To him she says, I juss love getting chummey don't you Marc?
Did he wink at her?
Well I am stuck in this roach trap because the damn Germans can't really build a car after all, referring to my ailing BMW, can't get the air on high or high beams on high! Can you believe?
Why is she crumpling over laughing? and why on top of me!
Oh Kathleen, snorting and giggling, I bet that car could get a lot a things higher then you ever imagined! Now she's pummeling her head on my breasts, in uncontrollable laughter, and he is joining in, now this other guy starts laughing and he is just halfway down the walk! Who behaves this way?
occ: Well, it would appear that my real life friend Angela and I will not be speaking by the time this is over!
Try to get a grip on yourself Kathy! angry with myself at letting this twitty slut push me around. Well at least someone went to get the ice, I need a drink!
I'm in investments Marcus, giving him my best professional gaze. Then directed to the slut who was still sitting on my lounge chair, Hon? weren't you sitting at the children's table? over there?
Oh thaz ok, I'm fine here. And she pats my tummy, pats my tummy! To him she says, I juss love getting chummey don't you Marc?
Did he wink at her?
Well I am stuck in this roach trap because the damn Germans can't really build a car after all, referring to my ailing BMW, can't get the air on high or high beams on high! Can you believe?
Why is she crumpling over laughing? and why on top of me!
Oh Kathleen, snorting and giggling, I bet that car could get a lot a things higher then you ever imagined! Now she's pummeling her head on my breasts, in uncontrollable laughter, and he is joining in, now this other guy starts laughing and he is just halfway down the walk! Who behaves this way?
occ: Well, it would appear that my real life friend Angela and I will not be speaking by the time this is over!
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Watching those two female forms pressed together was beginning to raise my temperature. I might be here looking for a score, but not to score. Not as if my loins were taking any notice of that. I dipped a hand into the pool. Well, not too cold.
"How about a dip?" I said, smiling, "after all, this is hardly the kind of weather to get a tan..."
Watching those two female forms pressed together was beginning to raise my temperature. I might be here looking for a score, but not to score. Not as if my loins were taking any notice of that. I dipped a hand into the pool. Well, not too cold.
"How about a dip?" I said, smiling, "after all, this is hardly the kind of weather to get a tan..."
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Well I'd bet my stash that MissPriss wasn't get that $200 dollar "do" wet, but the water looked clear and cool so I went for it! Knowing full well that as soon as I got wet it was goodbye cover-up and hello see-through tee shirt! so let em look...
Splash I pulled off a pretty sleek suface dive from back in my high school swim team days, showed off with a couple laps breast stroking, no pun, and then surface virtually in Mr. Mysterious' face. Waist high water. Wet hair jet black around my pale face, the thin tee plastered to my body, so tight it felt like two hands cupping my titties. I didn't look down, I knew it was all there to see, but he did. Mmmmm, to his credit just long enough for it to be a compliment but not long enough to be a leer.
I saw Frank pouring some vodka on the rocks and after giving some to the BitchOfAllTimes, he headed over to our side of the pool.
I had a lot to ask this poney tail guy and not much time. Import/export? I think I might have flinched at that line. Angie Girl was gettin $2,500 for mulin this weight across four states, but even before ya stepped on it a few times I knew it was $50 to 75 grand; pour some cornstartch in it and it's pushing way over a hundred grand. Caymen Island kinda money.
Was Marky buddy here the answer to that prayer? Time to find out. Nice that his hand came up to rest on my shoulder, rubbing the back of my neck. Nice that I kept looking away, giving him plenty of time to oogle the headlights. Kathleen's high beams may not work but mine sure as fucking did! and in the cold water and the aphrodisiac of money in my head, this little girl's high beams coulda lit up a billboard.
So I heard that you can tell the color of a girl's nipples by the shade of her lips? is that what you've found Marc? looking him in the eyes but without any challenge, just a wet brunette talking babble.
Well I'd bet my stash that MissPriss wasn't get that $200 dollar "do" wet, but the water looked clear and cool so I went for it! Knowing full well that as soon as I got wet it was goodbye cover-up and hello see-through tee shirt! so let em look...
Splash I pulled off a pretty sleek suface dive from back in my high school swim team days, showed off with a couple laps breast stroking, no pun, and then surface virtually in Mr. Mysterious' face. Waist high water. Wet hair jet black around my pale face, the thin tee plastered to my body, so tight it felt like two hands cupping my titties. I didn't look down, I knew it was all there to see, but he did. Mmmmm, to his credit just long enough for it to be a compliment but not long enough to be a leer.
I saw Frank pouring some vodka on the rocks and after giving some to the BitchOfAllTimes, he headed over to our side of the pool.
I had a lot to ask this poney tail guy and not much time. Import/export? I think I might have flinched at that line. Angie Girl was gettin $2,500 for mulin this weight across four states, but even before ya stepped on it a few times I knew it was $50 to 75 grand; pour some cornstartch in it and it's pushing way over a hundred grand. Caymen Island kinda money.
Was Marky buddy here the answer to that prayer? Time to find out. Nice that his hand came up to rest on my shoulder, rubbing the back of my neck. Nice that I kept looking away, giving him plenty of time to oogle the headlights. Kathleen's high beams may not work but mine sure as fucking did! and in the cold water and the aphrodisiac of money in my head, this little girl's high beams coulda lit up a billboard.
So I heard that you can tell the color of a girl's nipples by the shade of her lips? is that what you've found Marc? looking him in the eyes but without any challenge, just a wet brunette talking babble.
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Angie was in the water quick as a shot, sending water spraying over the side, and Kathy didn't look too happy at getting suddenly a bit damp from the spray.
"Well, hard to tell with that lipstick on" I said, putting my shades down on my towel, giving her a wink, and slipping down into the water besides her.
Angie was in the water quick as a shot, sending water spraying over the side, and Kathy didn't look too happy at getting suddenly a bit damp from the spray.
"Well, hard to tell with that lipstick on" I said, putting my shades down on my towel, giving her a wink, and slipping down into the water besides her.
frank
i poured four shots of straight vodka, handed one to miss golden bikini and sat down beside her to watch the action in the pool- whatever Angie was - she could swim- after a couple of laps she stopped. I handed her a drink and one to Marc as she stood in waist deep water with her wet tee shirt hiding nothing - i was enjoying the view but obviously Kathy wasnt - she made a few caustic remarks betweeen sips of her vodka, but didnt complain when i eased a little closer to her and lightly brushed against her naked thigh reaching down to pick up my glass - i looked at her, although taking my eyes off the mermaid in the pool was a strain, but she didnt either flinch nor acknowledge the touch. I was ready to play whichever way the wind blew
i poured four shots of straight vodka, handed one to miss golden bikini and sat down beside her to watch the action in the pool- whatever Angie was - she could swim- after a couple of laps she stopped. I handed her a drink and one to Marc as she stood in waist deep water with her wet tee shirt hiding nothing - i was enjoying the view but obviously Kathy wasnt - she made a few caustic remarks betweeen sips of her vodka, but didnt complain when i eased a little closer to her and lightly brushed against her naked thigh reaching down to pick up my glass - i looked at her, although taking my eyes off the mermaid in the pool was a strain, but she didnt either flinch nor acknowledge the touch. I was ready to play whichever way the wind blew
was it Barbados?
Kathy
ooc: Frank correct any body image references I make ok? To what you meant. In fact, if I have ruined your intended character image, remem it is just Kathy’s impression so work around it.
Huuumpppf! The only sound to express my situation. Men, a little water sprite with tits gets wet and they are all over her. But then this Frank person was sitting right here, right where the tramp was sitting minutes ago. At least he had the decency to pour me a drink. Judging by his appearance, well sure kind of slim with nice skin tones and body hair, but that car? Was that a Plymouth?
Ha! Steven, my fiancee, well ok so we were in a pre-fiancee mode, owned a classic Corde and drove a Boxster. Ha. Still Kath, be honest, when was that last time he got you in his bed? Was it the trip to Barbados or to Cannes? He had that cold in Barbados so I think we just passed on the sex part.
Why was I laughing? And not at the bimbo. Three obvious come on lines and I was actually laughing, and not faking it like those orgasms in Cannes. I found my mind wondering what that soft fine hair on his chest would look like all sweaty in a hot afternoon sun, him laughing and breathing heavy after whacking, is that a word, a home run on our softball team. Asking me to get him a beer. I could picture him doing that.
Moses in the promised land Kathy! Softball? Sweat? A beer? Could I possible imagine myself doing that?
I reached for the Stoli. Frank reached for my thigh, and I don’t mean that down by the knee part of my thigh, he went to the red zone without a flinch. Inches from my tiny bikini bottoms. And I don’t think my body flinched or even wanted to.
Occ: Ok guys? Angie and I, yes we are real people, have actually talked just now. We are enjoying this so much that we really hope you guys go on. But we will probably drag this out to the next millennium just setting the whole thing up. So in compromise to waiting 1,000 years till we get nasty, just push us and we will get down. Maybe we have bored you so far but I hope we are better at the real stuff. But the deal is, you can’t leave us after the first "hot and heavey". Well of course you can actually. But we hope you stick with us and drag other guys/gals that you want to do spite against into this madness. Leave us alone to play and we might eventually get around to some actual sex.
Kathy
ooc: Frank correct any body image references I make ok? To what you meant. In fact, if I have ruined your intended character image, remem it is just Kathy’s impression so work around it.
Huuumpppf! The only sound to express my situation. Men, a little water sprite with tits gets wet and they are all over her. But then this Frank person was sitting right here, right where the tramp was sitting minutes ago. At least he had the decency to pour me a drink. Judging by his appearance, well sure kind of slim with nice skin tones and body hair, but that car? Was that a Plymouth?
Ha! Steven, my fiancee, well ok so we were in a pre-fiancee mode, owned a classic Corde and drove a Boxster. Ha. Still Kath, be honest, when was that last time he got you in his bed? Was it the trip to Barbados or to Cannes? He had that cold in Barbados so I think we just passed on the sex part.
Why was I laughing? And not at the bimbo. Three obvious come on lines and I was actually laughing, and not faking it like those orgasms in Cannes. I found my mind wondering what that soft fine hair on his chest would look like all sweaty in a hot afternoon sun, him laughing and breathing heavy after whacking, is that a word, a home run on our softball team. Asking me to get him a beer. I could picture him doing that.
Moses in the promised land Kathy! Softball? Sweat? A beer? Could I possible imagine myself doing that?
I reached for the Stoli. Frank reached for my thigh, and I don’t mean that down by the knee part of my thigh, he went to the red zone without a flinch. Inches from my tiny bikini bottoms. And I don’t think my body flinched or even wanted to.
Occ: Ok guys? Angie and I, yes we are real people, have actually talked just now. We are enjoying this so much that we really hope you guys go on. But we will probably drag this out to the next millennium just setting the whole thing up. So in compromise to waiting 1,000 years till we get nasty, just push us and we will get down. Maybe we have bored you so far but I hope we are better at the real stuff. But the deal is, you can’t leave us after the first "hot and heavey". Well of course you can actually. But we hope you stick with us and drag other guys/gals that you want to do spite against into this madness. Leave us alone to play and we might eventually get around to some actual sex.
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