The Hotel Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Hotel Ch. 01

... as we did before.

"God I'm so nervous Chris. I'll be back soon. I'll leave this running like before so that you can listen."

"Emily, no! Stop," I pleaded, but she either ignored me or couldn't hear me. Fuck, my cock was really hard now and I didn't understand why. I put the phone on speaker and headed back to the window. FUCK.

Unlike last time, I could now hear her footsteps. We'd removed a load of crap from her little handbag thing to help with audio. I could hear the clicking of her heels through my phone speaker, and then there she was. My wife, dressed as a hooker, heading over to be with the other hookers.

This time when they saw her, their reaction was different. Both of them smiled and waved her over, one of them praising, "Well girl, look at you!"

The other one said something that sounded like, "Told you she'd be back." I heard my wife gush with a short giggle. She stood there and put her arms out at her sides in a T shape, as both of them looked her up and down. "Girl those jugs are going to get everyones attention, fuck" The other one announced, "God, yup... even I wanna get into them." They all laughed. They were right, somehow they looked ever bigger again.

I was surprised at how easily they had accepted Emily. Just like that she was (sort of) one of them. I'd have thought they would have seen her as competition and pushed her away. Then I had a thought that maybe they believed that my wife's presence would increase their chances of working. ...

... I mean, she was sexy as hell and, in my opinion, was easily the best-looking one there. Was that maybe the point of why she was there? To check if she was still desirable?

"So, you tricking with us, babe? You know you'll have to pay our tax."

My wife sort of spluttered, "No, no, I don't want to...," then she caught herself. Even from this distance I watched her head bounce between the two of them. "Not today, I don't think...," and she bowed her head. More amazing acting. She'd nearly pissed them off with a holier-than-thou attitude.

One of them caught her out on it. "But I thought you said you needed the money? What's the point of getting dressed up if..."

Emily looked up at them, "I just, I dunno, not yet. I do need the money."

The one that called her out looked at her with a frown, clearly not buying it. "You sure you're not police or helping them? We're good girls and don't need this."

My wife quickly answered that no, she wasn't police. She told them again that she needed money but had never done anything like this before, claiming she was nervous and didn't know if she could do anything like that anyway. She ended up mumbling that she was sorry or something.

One of the women shook her head, with an "I dunno." Then the other appeared to smile with a, "I know how to make sure she's good." There was a bit of silence between them before she shared her answer, "Simple, you need sex or smoke, one or both."

The other girl laughed, "Hah, good point, ...