The Hotel Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Hotel Ch. 01

... much of my wifes boob in one hand. Giving it a squeeze. "You loved it earlier, didn't you?" Emily nodded and groaned at her. Fuck this was mind blowing and scary, I was frozen, sucked into the drama playing out infront of me.

"Christ Jane, I know what you're doing," Lyn accused her.

"Let her make her own mind up," Jane snapped at her before she looked back at my wife, "You got any money on you for it?"

Lyn snapped back loud and clear, "Jane, getting her hooked on that crap isn't right. Also she said she needs money, this is gonna-"

Jane ignored her and leaned in towards my wife, her hand still working on her boob, "Don't listen to her. You want another hit don't you?"

Emily clearly nodded and Lyn tried again, this time directly addressing my wife, "Did she tell you what it is?"

Jane batted her away, "Leave it Lyn, she's a grown woman and can enjoy it if she wants. You want, don't you?"

Emily looked between them both, nodding at Jane, "I dunno."

Jane laughed, "I'll give it to you at a good rate, the first sample was the only freebee."

Lyn tried again, "God Jane, she's already had a taste of that shit. Leave her alone. This is wrong," and she shook her head. They all moved a bit, not quite a jossel but the mic in my wife's bag was being bashed around and I couldn't make it out. I thought I picked up on the words 'junkie whore', 'smack' and 'need money not spend it'. Lyn and Jane were clearly at odds with the direction this was now going. The exchange ...

... was still friendly, but Lyn was concerned.

Something felt very wrong about this progress, why was this hooker trying to sell my wife drugs or whatever? My alarm bells went off and I knew it was time to extricate my wife from this situation. I watched my wife move her purse from her arm to her hands, she was about to buy the whatever. Yup time to move.

I hung up the phone, popped it into my back pocket, picked up the room key and was out of there in record time. I didn't even wait for the lift and double jumped down the stairs to get there as quickly as I could. I had no idea what I'd say or do when I confronted them, but I wasn't worried about that in the slightest. I needed to get my wife away from this danger, whatever it was.

I was out of the hotel and on the street as quickly as humanly possible but that wasn't quick enough. I stopped dead when I exited the hotel: only Lyn was there. I thought about crossing the street to ask her where they were, but a scruffy looking man had just started to talk to her. I looked up and down the street, no sign of Jane or my wife. Had they gone into the hotel? Christ they couldn't have gotten far could they? How could Emily be so stupid to allow herself to be sucked into this. How could I have let her do this in the first place?

They'd gone the same way to the same place hadn't they? I quickly jog up the road that they went up last time. There was the alley; I crossed the road and headed into it. Nope, no sign of anyone here. ...