Text from your girlfriend:
Ugh. I really shouldn’t have enj..
🕑 Added 2020-04-04 16:41:31 +0000 UTC
Text from your girlfriend:
Ugh. I really shouldn’t have enjoyed tonight as much as I did, I know I was out later than I said I would be and I’m sorry for that… but not that sorry, because fuck, I enjoyed myself so much. I’m not even sure if I should be telling you this 😩
I was at the bar with my girl-friends like I told you, we were having fun, it was just another normal dr*nken girls night. I was wearing my short, tight white dress - the one that rises up really easily if I bend over. After a while I started to notice a guy from across the bar looking at me, at least, at the time I thought he was looking at me… so I looked back at him a few times and after making eye contact multiple times, I glanced at him and smiled. He smiled back. I’d probably had one too many drinks and was feeling slightly too confident… because when I went up to order another drink, I made sure to go stand next to where he was sitting at the bar.
He immediately half introduced himself and told me I looked good… and even told me behind a slight laugh that he could almost see through my dress. I should have been embarrassed… but I didn’t care. In fact, I wanted him to look. I was wearing a white dress with a black thong so it was obvious why he was looking now that I think about it.
I wasn’t even thinking about you at this point if I’m honest. I’d basically forgotten I had a boyfriend… as well as forgetting that I was meant to be at the bar with my girl-friends 😂
I gave my friends a nod to let them know I was okay and continued to chat to this guy. He was tall, with dark skin and dark eyes. He towered over me when we stood next to one another and I couldn’t help but look at his crotch from time to time and imagine how big his cock must be. I needed to find out for myself.
I can’t quite remember everything we spoke about while at the bar, but I remember telling him I had a boyfriend, which shocked him a little considering how flirty I was being… but I told him that it didn’t matter, to which he seemed pretty happy about.
I don’t know how long we’d been chatting at this point… but I really wanted to get out of the bar and go some place private. I wasn’t 100% sure, but when I glanced at his jeans I swear I could see a bulge, as if he was hard… I had one more shot of vodka and thought “fuck it”. I moved in closer and subtly placed my hand on his thigh, looking over my shoulder to check none of the bar staff were looking, while we were still sat at the bar. I rubbed my hand further up and found out I was right… his cock was hard, which of course made me instantly wet. I felt a rush of adrenaline run through my body and I physically squirmed a little.
We made eye contact in that moment in a way that meant we both knew we were both thinking “lets get out of here”.
He was staying in a hotel nearby, so we left the bar, ordered an Uber and headed there. It was only a 5 minute car journey and my heart was racing the whole time. I didn’t know this guy, I didn’t know exactly where we were going or who would be there. I was nervous… but more excited. I could feel my underwear getting wetter and wetter by the second.
When we got to the hotel, we stayed silent the whole time. In the reception, in the elevator and even while walking along the corridor. It felt like that walk from the elevator to his hotel room lasted a lifetime - probably because I was so desperate and impatient to see his cock.
As we got to his room there was a little confusion, because we could hear someone inside… I know he said him and his mate were travelling together and sharing a room, but he said he wouldn’t be there tonight.
Plans must have changed, because when the door unlocked, we were met by the sight of his friend laid on one of the beds in his underwear. He quickly jumped up and was clearly a little embarrassed. We all had a little laugh about it as his friend explained that the date he was meant to be going on had been cancelled. He apologised and asked us if he wanted him to leave… and without even thinking about it or realising what words were coming out of my mouth, I blabbed out “No, stay”.
Both of them looked at me a little confused, then they smiled in a cheeky way. I now noticed his friend looking at me up and down. I giggled and walked to the mini bar. I poured all 3 of us a drink, handed them out, then threw myself on the bed in a playful manner.
I looked at the guy I’d met in the bar, gestured for him to come join me and said “So shall we pick up where we left off in the bar?”.
He walked over and joined me on the bed. He climbed on top of me slowly, making eye contact the whole time… before he could do anything, I looked over his shoulder and locked eyes with his friend and said “You too”.
The next thing I knew, both guys were in front of me, ready for me to tell them what I wanted. They were both clothed, but obviously hard. My dress had risen up slightly so that they could just abouts see the black thong I was wearing… which was dripping wet.
