The Love Stimulator - A Wet Threesome - Sex Stories

The Love Stimulator - A Wet Threesome

"Wholly fuck, that was a shit show," swore my boss Linda as Priya, our accounts specialist, and myself stepped out of the freezing night rain into the strange minimalist lobby of our hotel in Bonn, Germany. "Did they even fucking know that we were coming?"

Linda was a fit but mean, 57-year-old white British woman with slate grey hair, who, rumour has it, made it to the top of the organization we worked for by killing her last two predecessors. Although this rumour was completely untrue, Linda, seemed to delight in the fear it caused with younger staff, and, as far as I knew, never once tried to set the record straight.

"Yes, of course they knew we were coming today," cried Priya as she attempted to wipe the rain off of her face without smearing her mascara any more than it already was. "I scheduled this meeting with Katia over a month ago."

Priya was a plump and short, 30-Year-old woman of south-east Asian descent with almond coloured skin, and long black hair that she wore up while in the office. She also had terrible eyesight and wore a pair of gold rimmed glasses with massive lenses that gave her a certain owlish look that went over quite well with our clients.

"Then where the fuck was Katia?" Linda hissed as she suddenly rounded on poor Priya like she wanted to choke her, or worse.

I quickly stepped between the two of them before anyone could get choked. "Katia went into labor last night, so she asked her boss Rubin to run the meeting. But apparently ...

... Rubin's son hurt his leg while playing football literally an hour before we turned up, so he had to take his son to the hospital for an emergency x-ray. Then Rubin asked his boss Gerhardt to take the meeting with us at the last minute."

"Well Gerhardt was a fucking idiot then," Linda cursed as she looked for something to kick in the hotel lobby.

"Gerhardt is the owner's son," Priya squeaked out.

"Fuck! That's even worse!" cried Linda as she attempted to get some of the frozen sleet out of her hair. "Fuck this. I'm taking up smoking again. Do either of you have any cigarettes?"

"I don't smoke," Priya squeaked out.

"Again?" I said as I put my hands on my hips. "You were pissed at me the last time I didn't stop you from restarting."

"Not now Sarah," Linda scolded me before she waved Priya and I off, and then turned back towards the front door of the hotel and the icy rain that was falling outside.

"Let's give it a couple hours for the dust to settle, then I'll reach out to Rubin. Hopefully we can schedule a quick one-on-one with Rubin tomorrow morning before our flight back to London. And maybe it wouldn't hurt to send Katia some chocolates and flowers while she is in the hospital. I'm sure all of this will be fine," I shouted to my boss.

Over her shoulder Linda held up her arm and flipped us off as she stomped towards the door.

"I love you too Linda," I yelled as I pulled Priya into the elevator.

"Will she be okay?" Priya asked.

"She'll be fine," I ...