Sarah’s First Strap-On

After following the girls around shopping for a couple of hours, John was ready for that promised nap. They dropped him off at the resort and headed back out to the adult store. As he turned the corner to his room, he saw an attractive younger woman emerging from across the hall. He smiled politely as they passed and, just before he unlocked the room door, he heard her speak, “Excuse me.” He stopped and turned.

“I know it’s none of my business,” she began, “but I’m curious. Judging from the sounds I heard coming from your room last night and this morning, I’m guessing that two different women were very, very happy when you left this morning.” He said nothing and tried to hide any reaction from his face. “So what’s the deal? Wife and girlfriend, two girlfriends, hookers, what?”

“You’re right,” he said. “It is none of your business. But, since you asked so politely, and since you are such a lovely young lady, my wife and I are here with our girlfriend for a naughty weekend away. Sorry if we disturbed you.” He turned to go but she stopped him.

“It’s no problem,” she replied, “I rather enjoyed listening to you. I doubt the older couple in the room beside you did, they were at the front desk this morning complaining but that’s their problem.”

“Well, last night was our first night together in over a month. We’ll keep the noise down tonight.” He nodded and turned away again.

“Not on my account,” she said. “My friend and I made a little noise of our own we got so turned on listening to you!” Just then, the door to her room opened and a tall, well-dressed older woman emerged. She was class, head to toe, and carried herself with a certain aristocratic air.

“So, what’s your deal?” John asked.

“This is my friend,” she said.

“Is he the one?” the older woman asked. The younger lady nodded. “Bravo!” she said and took her younger partner’s elbow and walked away. John smiled to himself and went into the room to find that the bed had been freshly made and an extra couple of sets of towels had been left in the washroom. A note on the washroom counter read, ‘If you need anything, just call’, along with a hand-drawn heart and a phone number. The word ‘anything’ was underlined. He checked the resort directory, it was not the number for the front desk nor for housekeeping.

He tried to nap but was unable to sleep, the encounter with the two women across the hall would not leave his mind as he imagined what the two of them might look like naked and superimposed. It was an inspiring thought but he resisted the urge to masturbate knowing that he would need all his reserves for the evening’s activities. He flipped on the TV to distract himself but he couldn’t find anything worth watching on a Saturday afternoon so he went for a walk.

Before setting out, he texted his wife that he was leaving for a bit and to let him know when they’d be back so he could be there when they arrived. He received a thumbs up in reply and set out. About an hour later his phone buzzed, “Leaving shortly, making one more stop on the way back. Be showered and naked on the bed when we get back!” He immediately turned to walk back.

As he was walking through the lobby, he saw a pretty woman in the uniform of a housekeeping employee. She smiled and wiggled her fingers at him as he passed, then putting her finger and thumb to her cheek, mouthing the words, ‘Call me.’ That’s one mystery solved.

Obeying his wife’s instructions, he showered, made sure he was freshly manscaped and got under the covers to await their return. He heard the door open and the girls chatting noisily as they entered. When Laura saw him under the covers, she stopped. “My instructions were on the bed, not in bed,” she said.

“What, I’m supposed to be cold?” he protested.