1. Monica - Part 4


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: happyidiot, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    too happy to reveal that fact to me. I quickly shooed her away toward the ladies room so she could change into her new blouse. I also suggested that she go buy a new bra before meeting me in the lounge. I wondered if she bought one whether she would even bother to put it on. Probably not. I watched her walk away, the curve and shape of her hips begging me to follow. Monica had me helplessly hooked. I was a junkie and she was the drug of choice. I quickly found that I couldn’t get enough of her and I was wondering what would come from all of this. My mind was in turmoil and I was trying to think of something to tell my wife. As I turned to walk toward the lounge I stumbled headlong into Bernadette, our bodies colliding in a manner that was not entirely unpleasant. Her body pressed up against me and I reached for her hips to steady her and prevent her falling. We lingered that way for a moment before I stepped back, giving her some space. “I beg your pardon, are you okay?” “Oh, It’s quite alright," she giggled and offered a soft, seductive smile. “Your girlfriend left this in the room.” She handed me Monica’s bra. “I thought you might also like these,” she added and pressed a pair of moist panties into my hand. “Those are for you. I hope you two stay here again.” With a light kiss on my cheek, Bernadette brushed past me and walked away. My gaze followed her as I stuffed the panties and bra in my pockets, my thoughts taking flight on a cross-country trip to inappropriate ...
    destinations. When I walked to the lounge I was self conscious of what seemed, lately, to be my constant state of arousal. I tried my best to conceal the bulge in my trousers and clear my mind of thoughts of Monica and Bernadette together. What does this city do to the women here? Do they all behave this way? For a moment I considered relocating. I sat at a table in the lounge, and ordered two of Heinekens. Monica arrived a moment later wearing the replacement blouse which appeared to be one size too small. Her nipples pressed against the material and she displayed lots of cleavage. She had obviously decided not to purchase a bra and had conveniently forgotten to button the top buttons of the blouse. I soon found myself staring again. As Monica reached for her drink, I delved into my pocket and took out the bra. “I ran into Bernadette, she gave me this.” I reached across the table handing it to her and she casually placed it on the table next to the coaster. “What else did she give you? Something silky, moist and scented?” She seductively raised the beer bottle, her tongue reaching out to the glass mouth before her lips wrapped around it. She sipped and let a satisfied moan escape her lips as she placed the bottle back on the table. I glanced up and saw the concierge standing there. Her presence startled me. It was as if she had appeared out of nowhere and I wondered how long she had been there. She glanced at the bra on the table and a smile appeared on her face. “I’m sorry, there ...
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