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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)
The train arrives at your stop without a hitch and you get to the uber-ritzy hotel in record time. You get into the hotel bar and you see a group of about ten men, all young, very drunk, loud and rowdy. They are looking at your girlfriend making out with her boss at the end of the bar, and you can see their eyes are dripping with envy. They are making lewd comments about what they’d do if they got their hands on a pieces of ass like like your girlfriend’s.
You watch your girlfriend and John for a little while too and they are really into the make-out session. John has a hand on an ass cheek, gripping tightly and pulling your girlfriend up toward his body and the other hand on her boob gently massaging her. Rachel has a hand around his neck and the other hand on his crotch rubbing up and down. Very sexy, you think.
You walk up to the ten guys across the bar and get their attention. You tell them you called the police with a complaint about sexual harassment and a couple of the guys get nervous. Apparently they have day jobs where they can get canned if they get caught doing anything like that. They round themselves up and leave for a titty-bar where they can do that kind of thing. Feeling good about how you handled it, you turn and head to your girlfriend.
You walk up to her and John, and announce yourself. “Hey babe! I finally got here!”
Rachel doesn’t seem to hear you at first. You watch as her tongue does a slippery dance with John’s, their tongues going back and forth in their mouths.
“Uh… hmmmm!” you clear your throat loudly. That does the trick and both Rachel and John turn to look, though they don’t stop their kiss. It takes them a minute to register that you have arrived, and then break off the kiss.
“Ross! You’re here! Oh thank god!” Rachel says, but she remains in John’s embrace. It doesn’t slip your notice that John still has one of her ass cheeks in his hand and her boob in the other.
“Hi Ross! Great suggestion about the making out with Rachel to keep those bachelor party dudes away. They totally would have ruined the night if you hadn’t suggested what you did!” John says to you. John then realizes he still has Rachel’s amazing boob in his hand and lets go quickly. His hand on her ass lets go too shortly afterwards. He mumbles an apology and steps back.
You quickly allay his fears. “Oh John, don’t be bashful now. You don’t have to keep your hands off of Rachel’s goods, you’ve been doing it with my permission all night anyway! Hahaha, go ahead, keep feeling up my girlfriend bud! I’m sure she likes it. Look how flushed her skin is! She only get this flushed right after she’s done with one of her daily runs or if she’s super sexually excited.”
“Ross! You naughty boyfriend, it’s like you’ve wanted me to get groped and taken advantage of by my boss all along!” Rachel laughs with a half anxious smile, mostly because she doesn’t know if you are truly serious or not about what you just said.
“I hadn’t planned on it, but seeing it make me much more excited than just imagining it!”
John still hesitates even after you confessed how excited it makes you feel seeing him make out with your girlfriend, and you decide to move things along. It was your girlfriend’s fantasy to imagine and pretend being picked up by a stranger (you) at a hotel bar, but it’s your fantasy to see her actually being picked up by someone other than you and watching them. It makes your cock stir in your pants just thinking about seeing another man’s cock pumping in and out of your beautiful Rachel.
“Looks like the bar is getting ready to close. Why don’t we get some drinks to go and head to our room? Then we can keep partying there!” you suggest.
Rachel gives you a ‘what the hell are you doing?’ look before saying. “Oh Ross, I’m sure John has to get going home. Right John?”
John replies with a bit of a slur on his voice. “Well, actually no, the wife and kids are away with my in-laws. That’s why I picked this evening for my business meeting. So, I’ve got nowhere else to go and would love to hang out with you two!”
You push forward the momentum by saying, “Oh great! It’s settled then!” You order a bunch of drinks to go, which John insists on paying for. He heads off to the bathroom while the bartender prepares the drinks.
Rachel pulls you to her and says anxiously in a hushed voice, “Ross! What the hell are you doing? This night was supposed to be for us! It’s one thing to have me make out with John for a little while, and something much more to invite him back to our room after you just encouraged him to pretty much fondle my parts as much as he wanted! I’m not even sure I can handle much more alcohol without completely losing control of myself!”
You work on your girlfriend’s sense of guilt and responsibility. “Look Rachel, this night was almost completely ruined by those asshole guys earlier. If it wasn’t for John’s help and protection, who knows what those guys would have done to you. I don’t think it’s too much to ask of you to extend John’s fun by having some more drinks with him in our room. He’s good company and it’s the least we can do to show our appreciation to him.
“I guess you’re right, Ross. We should try making tonight’s fun last as long as possible for John,” says your guilt-laden girlfriend.
You push her sensibilities a bit more by suggesting she should do more for John. “And I was thinking maybe we could show him much more appreciation…”
Rachel eyes you suspiciously. “What do you mean, Ross?”
You summon up some courage and launch the plan to help your fantasy unfold tonight. “I think John deserves a lot more for putting himself out on a limb like he did, making out with you and having to grope you like he did. He’s a happily married man as you know. It’s gotta be so hard for a devoted family man to have done such a thing.”
Rachel’s eyes get big in realization. “Oh my god Ross, I never thought of that! And to think, he was masking his true emotions to help me! I’ve been such an insensitive person, yes he deserves to be shown much more appreciation, what did you have in mind?”
Knowing your girlfriend is on the hook, you slowly start to reel her in. “You know how much I love your striptease lap dances? Especially the one where you strip me naked too? Maybe you could give him one? I’m sure he’d love it!”
Rachel almost spits out the drink she is sipping. “Wha… what? You want me to strip naked, strip John naked, and dance sensuously, grinding my nakedness on him?”
Feeling her slip away you quickly amend your suggestion. “You and John don’t have to become completely naked, you can strip down to your underwear during the lap dance and let him grope you a little. And I’ll be there watching too so you two won’t get carried away.”
Rachel looks as thoughtful as she can look while being as drunk as she is right now. “I guess with you in the room it couldn’t be any safer… Okay! I’ll do it!”
You hammer the lid shut tight. “Rachel, John’s gonna love it! He will totally know how much we appreciate his efforts tonight when he’s groping your body while you grind your ass and boobs on him!”
The idea of grinding on John during a lap dance seems to free up any doubt in your girlfriend’s mind. “Haha, I’m gonna lap dance the hell out of him, I’ll have John drooling before I’m done!”
“He’ll have aching blue balls so bad he’ll be limping home for sure!” you say.
You know that last comment doesn’t sit well with Rachel’s constantly guilt-ridden conscious, a product of her strict Catholic upbringing. But it is a necessary part of your plan to make her take that next step.
John returns from the bathroom looking refreshed. In fact he doesn’t even look drunk anymore.
“You look sober, John,” you comment.
“Yeah, a negative byproduct of having a super-fast metabolism. I process alcohol in like a third the time of everyone else. Good when I have to hang then drive, but hard on the wallet!” John replies.
You see Rachel is looking John up and down. Looking over to you with a devious smile she stands up and leans into John. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulls him to her and gives him a deep tongue-involved kiss. You watch as their hands roam all over each other’s bodies and you can’t help but spring a diamond-hard boner.
Rachel breaks off the kiss and says, “Ready to party in my room and kick it up a notch?” then reaches down to rub his cock through his pants. You can see John has a sizable lump and secretly hope he has a giant cock.
Staring down into your girlfriend’s azure eyes he replies. “Yes Rachel, I’m ready for more of you.”
You grab all the drinks and head to your room.
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