Taking J away from Ju, and off to my room

We chatted, J flirted, we mirrored our body language, the slit in her skirt opened, she made no attempt to close it, giving me a sight of a lovely, shapely and long leg, covered in a perfectly fitting seamed stockings held in place by an eight clasp suspender belt. She leaned forward to show her breasts, sitting balconette style on her underwired half cup bra. I smiled as she demonstrated her need to be fucked, her need for a Bull, her wanting me. Ju sat passively, an onlooker to is wife being seduced by a prospective Bull and me, the Bull being seduced by J, my future Hotwife. After about 30 minutes, I lent to whisper in J’s ear, go to the toilet, remove your knickers and bring them to me, place them on the table in front of me. She blushed a little, stood up and drifted out of the bar. Ju looked up, “What’s happening?” he asked. I chuckled, “Wait and see, J is on a special assignment for me”. I looked at Ju in the eye and asked him outright if her liked the thought of J having a Bull. He replied immediately, “Yes, I can’t satisfy her in bed, but I love her so much, I want her to have the best sex possible. I know she will never leave me, we love each other so much, but Alpha, I simply don’t like sex very much so if you can meet her needs, then she is all yours” That was the permission I needed, tonight I would have J in bed to be initiated as my Hotwife, and during the next few weeks Ju would become our cuckold.

My friendly waitress saw our glasses were empty and walked over to the table, again she displayed her lovely bottom to Ju while asking me if we were ordering dinner, or some snacks from the bar. At this point, J arrived back with my little present which she very obviously placed on the table, close to me. She brushed pass the waitress, the two girls breasts touching, just monetarily, but enough for nipples to stand to attention. Ah I thought, a bi hotwife, this was going to be the start of an amazing association. J settled back not her chair, which I had strategically moved closer to me, I could fondle her arm, allow her to rub her hand over my arm, be even more flirtatious. I looked at the waitress, now standing with her arms on her hips looking a little dominant, but not in a controlling way (yet). Ju suggested we had some bar smacks, so a plate of assorted sandwiches were ordered, and another bottle of the crisp, fresh flavored champagne was also ordered.

I leant to collect my present, the tiny panties, blue, lacy edged, slightly damp with J’s sex juices embedded in the fine silk cloth. They were popped into my pocket, I told J that Ju had given permission for me to become her Bull, so would she want become my Hotwife. “You are very direct” she exclaimed, “Well, when I see something I want, I always show my interest, subtlety is not always appropriate and I like what I see and I want what I see.” J giggled, “O.K.”, she said, “I like what I see, and I would like to try you out as my Bull.” That was pretty unequivocal statement that J wanted to have a trial session, I looked at Ju, would he agree. He nodded, slowly, then with more enthusiasm and mumbled a “Yes; yes; Alpha, please have a session with my wife, she obviously likes you, you seem keen on her, so go ahead, have her for the night.” I smiled, nodded sagely and called the waitress over. She bent down so she could hear me, displaying, to me her lovely bum and more. I asked her to call a taxi for Ju, to send another bottle of champagne to my suite, together with some coffee and ice cubes. She attended to her duties, as always shimmering through the bar on her surprisingly high heels for a girl who spends so much time on her feet. I made a mental note to seduce her one day, she had an animal sexual chemistry which I find irresistible, I wonder if she has a boyfriend.

Looking at Ju I said, “A taxi is coming to take you home, so on your way out, settle the bar bill, then leave. J will call you during the night, so keep you phone near to you and I assure you she will be safe and having an amazing time in my bed.” Ju looked relieved, he clearly liked the direction and I could see he enjoyed the dominant tone as I demanded he paid the bill. J was giggling, a nervous giggle, clearly she was anticipating what was to happen next. Ju left the bar, I rose, pulled J from her seat, put my arm round her tight bottom and guided her to the door, through reception to the lift as she watched Ju leave without a second look at us. I was very happy with the way the night was working out. My detailed planning, and a large tip for the waitress when I arranged the room booking had paid off.

Together we entered the lift, two floors would take about 40 seconds, time enough for me to pull J close to me and plant a kiss on her willing lips, she melted into my body and a returned my advances with a light, teasing; tongue. My hand ran up her leg, but before I could reach her thigh, the lift arrived, doors opened and we found ourselves performing to a couple going to the restaurant. The man smiled, the lady tut tutted, spontaneously laughed, and hand in hand danced up the corridor to my suite.

More to come

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