A few years back my old uni mate was working up north, staying in a hotel not to far from me and wanted some company. He was always the persuasive type so how could I say no? My wife wasn’t too happy. She knew what he was like. She knew he was a bad influence. I did wonder over the years if there was more to her dislike of him than met the eye. You know when you sometimes look at people and wonder if they’ve got history?
So there we are. Hotel bar, the flash type. He never did anything on the cheap. Catching up. Eyeing up the female guests, reminiscing about uni days.
We saw her at the same time. She was gorgeous. Mid 20s. Nice curves, long ginger hair in a ponytail. Little business suit, what looked like tights underneath. Modest heels. She looked very pretty but out of place, like she wasn’t used to staying away in hotels with work. The type who’s been sent on a course away from home and doesn’t quite know what to do at night alone in a different city.
He saw me looking. Knew I was tempted to stray. He invited her over. He knew it would make me uncomfortable. Bought her drinks. We both charmed her if I’m honest. I’m not proud but I couldn’t help it. Lust rising. Noticing a button had come undone on her shirt, the glimpse of bra turning us on to know what else was under her clothes. We both shared a look when she asked what his room was like.
‘Toss a coin’ he said smirking as she walked off to the toilets, both our eyes on her wriggling arse. Our old game.
‘Loser does what the winner tells him to do with her’.
If I get enough interest I might put part 2 down here sometime.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ynykuv/we_tossed_a_coin_to_decide_who_did_what_to_her_mmf
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I’ll pass I’m not a cheap tease little more then we talking.