The Hotel Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Hotel Ch. 01

... and staying on the right side of the law or something. Clearly the man and the hooker both knew how this went.

His reply was nice and clear, "Oh yes, I'd like to treat this lady." He was looking at my wife. In fact, his hand raised up and he lightly cupped the side of her boob. Christ, this was getting out of hand quickly. Emily giggled and the other woman said something that I couldn't hear. Shit, my wife was about to really do this? This wasn't on the cards really, was it?

At that moment one of the other hookers appeared from nowhere, I missed where she'd come from. I heard her laugh and say something to the one with Emily, "God you fucked her up real good."

"Yup, had to be sure," and she nodded at my wife. The man was now happily feeling her boob up through her top. His hand sliding around it, feeling the size. She was sort of dancing for him, letting him do that. I was mesmerised. This was bonkers.

It was hard to work out who was saying what now. The two hookers were talking to each other about Emily and the man was talking to Emily. He was carefully asking her about what she'd do for him but she wasn't replying. The hookers were maybe debating what should happen next. I was getting ready to run down there and put a stop to all this. I'd decided that no matter how hot my cock said this was, I wasn't going to let it happen. I just wish I could understand what they were all saying.

Something went on between the hooker that had helped my wife with the pot and ...

... the man, whose hand was still on my wife's boob. He wasn't happy about whatever was agreed but he headed off with the hooker, leaving my wife standing with the other woman. I took a breath at the lucky escape and then realised that my wife had stopped dancing and now I could hear their talking clearer.

"Hah you'd have gone with him wouldn't you?"

Emily simply nodded and her head swayed. The woman shook her head, "Narrr not right in this state, love. It'd be tantamount to rape."

Emily didn't really take that in, but I did. This woman had saved my wife from becoming a hooker right there, because she thought Emily wasn't in her right mind. This hooker was 100% correct but, more than that, she'd looked out for my wife. The protectiveness warmed my heart but, God darn, the game that Emily was playing here wasn't fair or right. It actually made me resent my wife a little; it really wasn't fair.

I watched as the woman put an arm around Emily to help steady her, maybe. "You come back tomorrow?"

Then I heard my wife speak for the first time in a while, "I dunno if I can."

"Ok," the woman looked at her, sadly, taking her in before telling her that she really wasn't dressed right anyway.

"Eh?," Emily asked, looking down at herself.

"Love, you need to show more, and quick access is critical." At that she moved her t-shirt to the side and a boob popped out of a gap created by her elbow. Then, just as quickly, it was away. "You don't want to be fiddling with things ...