Booth Babe Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

Booth Babe Pt. 03

... John said as we moved over to the reception area.

The reception had an open bar for wine and beer and some very light finger foods. There was probably a dozen or so guys and a few women that John knew from the circuit. A couple asked where his girl friend was, he had to tell them that they had split up. I was introduced as his new assistant and heard I was a significant step backwards.

"Hey... some of those girls at the reception were pretty attractive. Surprised you haven't mentioned them or that you aren't trying to hook up with them." I said as we left the convention center and headed to Hooters.

"Yea... that it the point. Most of them are booth babes. Their job is to be attractive." He responded. "They get hit on by everyone at that shows and pretty much everyone strikes out."

"Booth babes?" I asked.

"Women who are easy on the eyes who cause men to stop at the booth to get an up close look and try to flirt. They will all have their hair done up, makeup on point, wearing tight dresses or skirts, showing leg and wearing heels tomorrow." He laughed.

I had been to plenty of these types of conventions and shows before but must have never paid a lot of attention to the people at the booths. I realized that being a booth babe sounded like a great job. Hair, makeup, dresses and heels where can I sign up, I laughed inside.

I was surprised at how well John behaved himself at Hooters. He was friendly with the waitress but not obnoxious and he was checking out ...

... our waitress, along with the other waitresses as they went by us but not leering or being perverted about it. I was a little envious of them, the Hooters waitress uniform screamed girl and I had seen lots of pictures of crossdressers wearing them or replicas of them.

It was a little after nine when we left. John had paid for the food bill with one card and used another one to pay for our beers. When we got back to the hotel, we stopped in the hotel lobby bar for a night cap. We each ordered a Jameson and Ginger Ale and sipped them while he asked me about my visit with Casie. I left out all the dressing up parts but told him about the rest.

When we got back to the room, I went into the bathroom first to pee, brush my teeth and wash my face. As soon as I came out, he went in behind me. I had changed into some gym shorts and sleeveless shirt and climbed into bed by the time he came out. I was playing on my phone as he put on his sleeping clothes which were basically the same as I was wearing.

I was a little surprised that outside of his early joke he hadn't made anymore of his normal comments. Maybe he had somehow sensed that I was considering doing it and didn't want to deal with telling him that I would actually suck his dick.

"Hey what time do we need to get up tomorrow?" I asked him.

"I am setting my phone for seven-thirty but will probably be up before that. Figured, a bagel and some coffee for breakfast after showers and get to the convention center at nine. ...