Threesome story Pt. 2  

iawriter64 52M
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8/30/2006 2:40 pm
Threesome story Pt. 2


Matt and Bette's flight soon arrived in Nashville, and
they parted ways at the airport with Bette meeting
Christy and her husband and Matt grabbing a shuttle to
his hotel. The conference started later that day, but
Matt found his mind wandering during the sessions,
thinking about what was about to happen. As he and
Desiree had never met, he was anxious to see how she
looked and would act. He always felt that when they
met, he couldn't keep his hands off her; he would have
to be careful with her husband joining in.

As soon as the conference sessions were over, Matt
rushed upstairs to get changed. He was to meet Desiree
and Terry for dinner at the hotel before they
adjourned back to their room for the evening's
festivities. Desiree thought it would be good for to
meet Matt in person first and let acquainted first
before they all jumped in bed.

She dressed in a sleek red dress with black heels,
thigh high stockings, a black lace bra, but no
panties. A little surprise for my guys, Desiree
thought as she put up her golden brown hair. She
finished the ensemble with a double strand of pearls
and walked out of the bedroom to show Terry her
outfit.
"Dang hon, our friend is going to jump you right there
in the restaurant," Terry said, ogling her up and
down. "Hmmm, maybe I'll jump you first!"
Terry pulled his wife into his lap, kissing her hard
and grabbing her ass.
"Mmm, you're ready. But hold on- there's time for that
later," Desiree said. "It's time to go and meet Matt."

Matt was waiting at a table in a dark corner of the
hotel restaurant, reserved by Desiree so the three of
them could discuss intimate details if they needed to.
He sipped a scotch, his one and only drink of the
evening, just enough to sooth his nerves.

Desiree and Terry walked into to restaurant and soon
spotted the reserved table. As soon as he saw Desiree,
Matt's jaw dropped. He tried to contain himself, but
he couldn't keep his eyes off Desiree, as her 36D tits
were nearly popping out of her dress. She was even
more beautiful that he had imagined.
They greeted each other, nervous at first as they sat
down and ordered, but later drifting into easy
conversation. They all knew what was about to happen,
but were soon talking like old friends.

Desiree too was impressed with Matt, who loved to talk
about things of the mind. Matt was a polar opposite of
her husband, tall, blond and thin, where Terry was
shorter, muscular, dark and built like a small tank.
She grinned a bit, thinking what Matt's cock might
look like- long and thin too? Not thick like her
husbands....but she would soon find out.

"What are you grinning about, hon? I think you've got
dirty thoughts on your mind," Terry said, putting his
hand on Desiree's smooth stockinged thigh.
"Well maybe," she said, taking off a heel under the
table.” I’ve been thinking dirty thoughts all day. And
I've got two gorgeous men here with me so I'm pretty
damn happy."
She ran her foot up Matt's thigh and stroked his
crotch. He was surprised, but his cock was soon hard
and he was grinning too. Terry had worked his way up
Desiree's thigh and discovered that she had dispensed
with panties for the evening and was already quite
wet. Now he joined the crew of grinning idiots, and
was still smiling when Desiree reached over and
slipped her hand into his pants. His cock was soon
hard too; she had already put the men under her spell.

"Well guys, I think we better get out here before they
throw us out," Desiree said, eying a nosy waiter from
the corner of her eye. As she rose from the table, her
pussy was dripping from Terry's fingering and she
walked gingerly out of the restaurant. The guys, on
the other hand, were slower to get up, with hard-ons
slowing them down; Matt buttoned his sports jacket to
hide his bulge.

This is going to be fun, thought Desiree, looking back
at them as the quickly caught up. She grabbed their
arms in hers and they stepped into to clear glass
elevator. Dang, too bad, thought Matt, I really can't
touch her now. But he did anyway, putting his hand on
her ass. Terry was a bit bolder, cupping a breast in
full view of the busy lobby below. No one really
noticed except for a tall black woman in a business
suit; she was shocked at first, but then nodded
approvingly as the elevator rose higher. Desiree
didn't notice - she was too turned on and wanted to
get to the room.

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