Monday, December 15, 2014
A Menu With A Difference by Lucy Felthouse.
Will a weekend in a luxury hotel make Annette’s deepest fantasies come true?
When Jed and Annette spend a weekend in a luxury hotel, they’re planning to take full advantage of the hot tub and large bed – preferably with a third party. Annette’s never been with another woman before, but she’s eager to experience some Sapphic delight.
When the couple meets waitress Tamara at the restaurant they’re lunching at, they agree she’s perfect in many ways; but is she on the menu?
I kicked Jed discreetly under the table, warning him to cool it. He was flirting madly with the waitress who’d come to take our lunch order. Glancing up to see how she was handling it, I realized the young woman didn’t seem to mind at all. Of course, she could just be extremely friendly, but I doubted it. Jed was hardly being subtle. And he’s a gorgeous looking guy, too. Women rarely fail to notice him, and he knows it.
Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t that I was pissed off with Jed for flirting, far from it. We’ve got an arrangement that says we can hook up with other people with no repercussions as long as we’re honest about it. In fact, divulging our dirty deeds to one another after the event usually ends up in totally hot sex. The lifestyle’s not for everyone—but it suits us just fine.
However, this time was different. Jed wasn’t just trying to get himself laid. He was trying to get this girl into bed with both of us. Despite the fact we’re an incredibly open minded and adventurous couple, I’d never actually been with a woman. We figured this was a great way to experiment. Jed and I had had a whispered discussion as soon as we saw her and decided that if, when it came down to it, I wasn’t into the girl-on-girl thing, then the two of us could just pleasure Jed. He certainly had no objections. What guy would?
I was taking a back seat during Jed’s “seduction” because we had no idea of the girl’s sexuality, and for that reason it made sense to assume she was straight. The plan was to see how she responded to Jed’s flirting first, and then have me join in. If the girl freaked out, well, we’d have our nice lunch and then we’d go back to the hotel and fuck. If not, then we’d go back to the hotel and fuck, but with a guest.
The way things were going, it looked as though it was about time for me to step in. As soon as the waitress was out of earshot, delivering our order to the kitchen, we began to formulate our plan. It wasn’t foolproof by any means. There were so many variants—things that could go wrong. But we had nothing to lose, and everything to gain, so we decided to just go for it.
Whilst we waited for our food, Jed started whispering sweet nothings—or rather dirty nothings—across the table.
“I can’t wait to see you lick another woman’s pussy, babe. It’s gonna be so hot! My cock’s already getting hard thinking about it. I want to fuck you hard from behind while you bury your tongue in her snatch.”
“Hey, cool it big boy. It might not even happen. She could be as straight as they come. Or she might not fancy you.”
“Fat chance! I mean, look at me! She certainly was.”