The door of the disco creaked shut behind us, and the sound of the party disco music became muffled again in the hotel lobby, which was crowded with people. Some older people turned around to see what was happening, and then did a second take, with people not knowing how to react to an ordinary looking guy walking through the lobby with two beautiful women on his arm, looking like the proverbial rock star.
As we walk through, my left arm around you and my right arm round our blonde lover-to-be, we feel all these eyes watching us.
Most are jealous, flirtatiously glancing at us, trying hard not to catch our eyes, but not wanting to miss a second. Others, fewer in number, with more open minds, just smile knowingly.We stop walking, and I squeeze you round your waist. You turn your head and look down at me, such loving in your eyes, and that adorable half smile on your lips. I tilt my head to one side, and nod.
Again, no words, but you know the question that I have asked without words. An open smile comes across your face, and you nod your approval. I motion towards the blonde, who is now a part of us too. We take one of her hands each, we don’t want her to miss anything either. Again that questioning look on her face, she knows that she’s with us, but she’s not part of our passion yet. We smile at her, and gently squeeze her hands, reassuringly. Patience, sweet one, patience, you will join our passion soon, but watch and learn for now. A look of understanding flows through her face, and she smiles, weakly, still not sure what will happen next. We turn to each other, standing very close, all three of us. Our faces are close together, our eyes dancing in the light, and we know everyone is looking at us now. Our tongues flick out, find each other, and we tease our lips, and close in for the kiss, passionate, close, our tongues entwining, eyes closed, our love flowing between us. Our lips pushagainst each other, and we each pull our blonde’s hands to us, your hand to your pussy, my hand to my cock, both through the materials of our clothes. She can feel my hardness, and your wetness, and her hands feel us without our help as we wrap our arms around her and hold her close, bringing her closer to our passion. Our lips separate, we glance at our blonde lover, she smiles back, she’s catching up with our passion.With everyone in the lobby now watching us, we burst out laughing, and run to the lift, hand in hand!
