Chapter 137

"Tell me what you want Bette."

"I want you to be inside me! Hard and fast! Make me cum again!"

"Pussy or ass?"

"Either! Both! Just have me!"

Carla was awake. She slowly turned so she could watch. My cock slid into Bette and she moaned. I did her slow and deep for a long time. Then she said, "Faster, Pete! Faster!"

I hoped my hips were well lubricated inside. I moved as fast as my hips would go, moving my cock in and out of her canal. She shook and grabbed my arms, screaming her release. I stayed inside her until she calmed down and I was flaccid again. Carla knew I hadn't cum in Bette. She removed the condom and sucked my cock for a minute or so, until I pulled her alongside her friend and I on the bed.

Time passed in quiet.

Finally, Bette said, "I'm hungry."

"Sausage?" Carla asked.

"Later. A chef's salad, a Ceasar, something!"

"I need something more than a salad." I said. I rolled to the phone and asked the desk person if the restaurant was open and if they had any food. They had restocked and our meals were still comped by the airlines. I thanked them and hung up.

"I want us to get dressed and go to the dining room for dinner. You can have anything on the menu. Maybe the club will have dancing later."

"You are crazy!" Bette said. "I finally find a man I like being in bed with and he wants to go dancing!"

Carla laughed. "He might just want to be a man. Men like sex and they like showing off. Taking us dancing is his testosterone telling the world he's good enough to handle two women. I want to go."

"Oh. Ok. I can get into that game. Let's dress for showing off!"

"Half an hour later I'm in my gray suit. Carla and Bette are in little black dresses. The same cut, the same size and different fabrics. Bette was in black satin, Carla in black sequins. The dresses were sleeveless, strapless, tight enough that anything inside showed. They wore thigh high stockings, no panties and no bras. Three inch, fuck-me pumps finished off their outfits.

We left the room and each lady took an arm. We entered an empty elevator. Our room was on the eleventh floor. The elevator stopped on the eighth floor and three businessmen got on. Both women moved a little closer to me. One of the men noticed and said, "You must not be part of the stranded airline crowd."

"Oh?" I responded.

"No one else even has a date. You're here with two beautiful women."

Carla looked at him and said, "Pete has a secret way to get women. Before our flight we didn't even know him."

Bette added, "Now, I'm so glad we know him!"

The elevator opened and we walked past the three men before they said anything. In the dining room we were seated at a table for four. Ten minutes later the matre' d came to us and asked if they could have us share our table with someone. We agreed and a minute later a man was led to our table. He introduced himself as Carl and sat down.

Service was good and within a very few minutes we were eating. As we ate Carl began the getting-to-know-you questions. At first he asked questions of each of us like we were thrown together because we were on the same flight. Soon he was asking questions to see which woman was with me. It was obvious to all three of us he wanted to connect with either woman without offending the couple at the same table. We were having after dinner coffee when Carla put her hand on his. He stopped talking and looked in her eyes.

"Do I have your attention, Carl?"

He nodded. He looked at her hand on his and back up into her eyes.

"Pete is our lover. Our lover. All three of us share the same room. All three of us will be back in that room later this evening. Attempting to figure out which of us to hit on just won't work. We both are taken. Any questions?"

He looked at me, Bette and then Carla. He was quiet for a long time.

"I'm forty two. I'm rich, stay in good shape, know how to play as hard as I work. I've never had two women willing to share their time with me unless I was paying for their time."

"We aren't pros." Bette said. "We were on the flight as passengers just like you. We are willing to share him because of how he treats us. Each of us and us as us."

"I still don't get it."

"When you really get it you will know." Bette said.

"How will I know?"

"There will be two women on your arm and in your bed who don't care about the money or how hard you work and play."

I looked at my watch and both women stood. I got up and offered my hand to Carl. He stood and shook my hand.

"It was nice meeting you, Carl. Good luck."

One woman on each arm we walked out. Many heads followed us. We went to the night club and sat in a small booth. I danced with both women a few times, fast songs and slow. In the slow songs I felt like a dancer in the old movie "Dirty Dancing." Both women ground against me as we moved to the music and they kept me delightfully and painfully hard for over an hour.

While I danced with Carla Bette went to the DJ and asked him to play my favorite song, "I had the Time of My Life" by the Righteous Brothers. When it started she cut in on Carla and we really danced. Carla helped me out of my coat and off with my tie.

Before the song was half over a circle had formed around us. Bette hiked her dress up and her shiny red thong was visible. She pressed it against me and wrapped a leg around me as we danced. Every time a Righteous Brother said the word life she ran her hand over the bulge in my slacks.

When the song ended people clapped for us. Bette kissed me like we had been together years. Carla stood four feet away holding my tie and suit coat. When our kiss ended Bette took the coat and tie and Carla kissed me just the way Bette had.

In the elevator we saw the same three guys as when we went to dinner.

"We saw you dancing in the bar."

"And?" Bette asked.

"I wish my wife would dance with me like that."

"Maybe if you treated her differently she would."

"How do you know how I treat her?"

"I don't. I just know how he treats us."

The door opened on eight and the three men got out of the elevator. After the door closed Carla asked, "How much more showing off do you want to do?"

"None! I want us in the room, naked and joined every way we can enjoy."

Carla grabbed my cock and asked, "Can you wait that long or can I suck you right here?"

The doors opened and we stepped out as another couple stepped in. Carla dropped to her knees and grabbed my zipper as the elevator doors slid closed. When it was gone she stood back up and said, "We just became another hotel legend story."